IN MEMORY Of THOSE WHO WERE KILLED OR INJURED.
Ten years ago today, Tube trains and a bus in London were bombed.
From today's Guardian....
We asked readers to share their memories of how the shocking events of 7 July 2005 in London affected them. Here are some of their powerful stories
I can still hear the sound of the bus expoding
I was working at Great Ormond Street hospital (GOSH) the day the bus blew up. I remember hearing the sound. I queried with colleagues whether it was thunder, but the sky was blue. We found out very quickly what had happened and our hospital’s major incident plan kicked in.
Being non-clinical, we were allocated to “police” the streets surrounding the hospital and look after pedestrians and car drivers, making sure they had an exit route through closed streets. I accompanied a woman to the neurology hospital in Queen Square to visit her son who was in a coma and had to insist very strongly that the staff let her in; she was so upset at being told that no one could enter. We had been given orders not to let any one through, but I talked them round.
We were out on the streets all day and I was worried about my kids at school as I couldn’t get through on the phone because the networks were down. It was a horrific day but all the staff at GOSH pulled together. Our canteen turned into a makeshift A&E in about 30 seconds flat, it was unbelievable how people pulled together that day. We lost colleagues on that dreadful day. I can still hear the sound of the bus exploding. - Helen Pavitt.
‘There was hope and love and compassion and beauty still left in our city’
I can’t remember what we had been doing on the evening of 6 July (though it was not celebrating that day’s announcement that London had been awarded the Olympics), but for some reason the morning of 7 Julywas one of those days that when our alarm clock sounded, we simply turned it off and rolled over back to sleep for another half an hour. That moment of tiredness, or laziness, potentially saved my life.
Back then I was working for a company in Holborn, and normally took the Piccadilly line every day through Russell Square at pretty much the time the bomb went off. But that day, from sleeping in, I did not, and I was spared. Instead, by the time I reached Finsbury Park, the entire tube network had been shut down. There was chaos, hundreds of people locked outside the station, and no explanation or information about what was going on, just vague mutterings about a “power surge” that made me wonder how on earth London thought it was in a fit state to host 2012. So I just walked back to our flat in Crouch End, thinking I would catch a bus in later (a bus that would have gone right through Tavistock Square, incidentally). But once home, I switched on the news. I didn’t leave the sofa for the rest of the day.
It was a strange time for me, as my mother had died of cancer three months previously. I grieved for her once again that day, as I knew she would have been straight on the phone in panic when she heard the news, desperate to check I was OK. And no phone call came.
Friends of mine lost friends that day. I cannot imagine the horrors the people on those packed underground trains and that bus faced. It was the ultimate nightmare. And the bombers came from my mother’s home city, Leeds.
What was genuinely amazing, though, was how London picked itself up and came together after the 7/7 attacks. I had always thought that a terrorist atrocity like that would make me want to leave, but instead it made me love the city more passionately than ever before. The beautiful messages on the bouquets of flowers left in Russell Square from every community in London made me weep. The two minutes silence a week later, on what would have been my mother’s 59th birthday, when the traffic stopped and the whole city fell quiet, was one of the most moving and empowering moments of my life. The terrorists had destroyed too many lives, lives in their prime, but still they had not won. There was hope and love, compassion and beauty still left in our city. - Rebecca Dodgson.
More: -
http://www.theguardian.com/uk-news/2015/jul/07/77-london-july-bombings-memories-10-years-on
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The first seven or so pages of this thread, imo, shows the A2K Community at its finest.