Significant Savings for the insurance company? At what cost?
Last week we walked down Lark Lane to the old Garden Festival site where the Cast Iron shore was, a place that I used to play when I was a little girl. The weather was glorious. We walked alongside the River Mersey all the way to town. When we reached the site near the Herculaneum Dock a little boy, maybe aged 5 or 6 ran past us. He looked so happy. His brother aged maybe 8 or 9, was shouting to him to stop. He was hysterical, shouting in a different language. His mother and sister were distraught. The little boy was 4 metres from them. He was perfectly fine, in no danger. The older boy shouted emotionally in English 'Everyone down, lie on the floor' he was anxious, his face distressed. They ran up to the younger boy and hugged him in relief. This emotional scene made me realise how lucky we are in life, we do not live in a war torn country, we have not seen horrific sites or been in danger like the family who walked away clinging to each other obviously have. Thanks to the