Reflecting a change

You may have sat glued last night to Tracy Grimshaw's interview with Brant Webb and Todd Russell (here) about their entrapment in the mine at Beaconsfield.
All credit to Grimshaw for an unhurried interview, something that is all too absent from TV these days. Both Webb and particularly Russell displayed an anecdotal finesse which showed insight and care, and Grimshaw had the wisdom to let them get on with it.
What impressed me (because I am interested in that sort of thing) was the level of ongoing introspection that both men were capable of. Often you get a rehearsed patter (and there was something of the story that had been many-times-told) but there was also a sense of the change that occurred each time the story was told anew.
The two men, not particularly well-known to each other before the events in question, have developed an ability to comment upon and critique each other's statements which was intelligent and perceptive. One wonders if, and hopes that, it will continue to grow.
I was impressed by the men's realisation of the shallowness of some of their previous values, and their movement beyond the glib. Russell, who wrote his final words on his clothing so that when his body was found so would his letters to his loved ones, was able to tell us too of the immense loss that was felt when those garments had to be cut from him and left behind.
Webbs jocular style also impressed me as a matter-of-fact man who realised that social intimacies between men (so rigid in such a hard society) had bounds, limits and flexibilities which radically expose what is and what is not important between human beings.
It was worth the 2 hours...and I am sure Eddie would have thought it was well-worth the 3 or 4 million. Indeed it was worth much, much more.