[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":10},["ShallowReactive",2],{"blog-post-ouch":3},{"_type":4,"body":5,"bodyHtml":6,"excerpt":5,"featuredImage":5,"publishedAt":7,"slug":8,"tags":9,"title":8},"blogPost",null,"\u003Cimg src=\"https://images.jabberworks.co.uk/lj/pokeynibs-288484c352.gif\">\\r\n\\r\nHere's my morning sketch, the upset of which pales in comparison to what happened in our neighborhood last night. Just after I made the last post about the Sarah Party, Stuart and I heard a big 'whump' outside and we and the rest of the neighbourhood rushed out to look. I thought it might have been the new railway bridge falling down. This morning we woke to found our buildings police-taped off into a crime scene and I had my morning coffee on the stoop with a policeman. Turns out two of our neighbours were killed in some kind of explosion and their whole building's been evacuated. We didn't actually know those neighbours, but it's still unsettling. I went for a rather long bike ride this morning because it's a little hard concentrating on the light, funny picture book I'm supposed to be working on today while I'm conscious there are two smoking bodies still lying a hundred metres away. I didn't really want to draw that either.","2008-06-30T11:38:00.000Z","ouch",[],1776628723008]