Ripped Apart

Turned on the tv this morning to find that Paris was hit yesterday evening by explosions and a hail of bullets. Places where folk go to have fun on a Friday night became a battlefield  ....  but the battle itself was one sided. The Stade de France where 80,000 people including the French President were watching France v Germany, experienced the first of three explosions at 21h17;  the Bataclan concert hall, cafés and restaurants  were targeted just after 22h bringing death and destruction to the 11th arrondissement. So far 129 dead and over 350 injured.
There was an immediate respose from around the world; iconic buildings and monuments lit up in the bleu, blanc, rouge of France, the Marseillaise sung in the opera hall of Milan and a minute's silence before baseball games in the US. A State of Emergency and three days of national mourning have been declared; around France people gather in solidarity and candles burn in windows .....
No market this morning; preferred to linger in bedThis evening's Téléthon went on with Laurent (who wrote the song at Christian's funeral) in the starring role. There was a minute's silence, he sang the song he wrote for "Je suis Charlie" and we spent our money in a good cause.
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