JFK moments: misremembering?

I made the mistake of mentioning to my wife 'JFK moments'. It turns out, if Jane is to believed (and, if you were offered the bet of whose memory to trust, take her side….my memory is a curious mix of accuracy, blanks and fiction).

Jane tells me I was not at JJB when the bomb happened, but were at home in Chorlton, a few miles from the City Centre. We were planning to go to JJB- or, rather, to the shopping area in Ancoats which then had JJB, Mothercare, and Children's World. We were actually taking Tom for a haircut at Children's World. Jane tells us we heard the blast even from a few miles away. Not long later, a neighbour arrived back, and told us that the noise was a bomb. In the afternoon, we did go as planned to Ancoats, but whilst we were there, the police also evacuated that area, because of rumours of further bombs.

Before you stake your bet totally on Jane's memory being faultless, she was sure the bomb was at lunchtime, telling me that 11am was too early. So, she has some fallibility, and I will leave it open for readers to decide where we were.

It was true, though, that my office window was blown to smithereens. That much at least is sure.

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