It's a bit of a weird one, to be fair. That's because I fell asleep with Talk Radio on in the background. I must have subconsciously heard all the news as I slept. However, the first conscious moment I heard of the tragedy was when I was awoken by my sister yelling a swear word.
She ran upstairs, entered my bedroom and said 'Princess Diana has died!'
I got up and went into the living room to see whichever news bulletin my sister had switched on to find out what had happened. If I recall correctly, she found out when she was channel surfing and came across an on-screen message on the number where QVC was meant to be on. Displayed on the screen was a notice about the death.
I worked that day. Walking in during a downpour of rain, I had to buy a comb at Superdrug because my hair was a mess. I have not lost that little black comb. I have had it at the bottom of all the bags I have had since that day. Yes, I know how weird it is to remember such a random thing.
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