When Princess Diana was killed in the car crash, I was at Bridgnorth Folk Festival. I went into the craft fair bit where Mum and Dad were setting up the badge stall, and Mum said to me "Have you head the latest about Diana?" I said "No, why, is she getting married to Dodi?" and Mum told me Diana was dead. I then got the car keys off Dad and ran and turned the car radio on. I was 13.

For 9/11, I'd just got back from college. It was 4.10pm. My German homework was to watch the news and think how to describe it. I turned the TV on, cos I wanted to watch Starstreet (a programme with a pop group called allSTARS in it), but instead there was a news report. I watched in disbelief for a few minutes, then ran through to the back room, where Mum and Dad were looking at something on the computer, and blurted out "The World Trade Centre's been attacked!" Dad came through to the front room, where they were saying that the Taliban were claiming they'd done it. I was 17.

For the Columbia, I was watching The Chart on Channel 5 when a caption came up on the screen about it. Dad made me turn over to BBC1 where there was a news report. I think I was 18 or 19.

When the Queen Mum died, I was at CatsPHiddle's house in Gowdall. There was a film on Channel 5 which was stopped suddenly and Charlie Stayt presented the bulletin. I thought it was the Queen at first! I was 18, cos I was on the way back from Poland on the funeral day, but I'd spent most of my free time on the trip watching the preparations for it on BBC World Service.