Friday, July 08, 2005
The following day I am safely ensconced in my flat. For a while I have been planning to take this day off due to a massive load of overtime worked, so I don't need to worry about getting to work.
It seems that most transport is running pretty much to schedule, though.
So what actually happened yesterday?
I went to work
I stayed in the office until 3.30
I got my husband to pick me up on the Vespa and we got home fairly easily
I'm such a lucky bugger; it seems that the first bomb went off pretty much as I got on the tube. However, my travels take me in the opposite direction of the East and we were only told that it was 'probably power failure'.
I think that the second bomb went off just before we, deep underground, were told that Westminster Station was closed.
Edgware Road (which is very, very close to where I work) must have happened just as I got off the train.
I went to get a cup of coffee and was told that all stations had been closed.
Went to work, found out about the bus (which brings a few of my co-workers to the office each day), finally was sure that it was nothing but nothing else than...that.
I think most people felt the same. All shocked, none surprised. We have all felt that it was only a matter of time.
Londoners are resilient, very brave, and used to living with this kind of danger. This is still why it's so bloody difficult to find rubbish bins in public places.
Going home on the scooter it was eerily quiet on the strets, there were cars and people but everthing seemed so still. Turning down Southampton Row the opposite end was cordoned off and there were police and absolutely nothing to see. People were crossing the bridges in droves, quietly talking and determinedly walking to get home or at least somewhere from which they could get some sort of transport.
Monday I'll get back on the horse.
James Meek has an account that says it all.
Muslim fear of backlash
Update:
Just amended a few spelling mistakes.
As time goes by, opinions are aired as to the 'why'. Yes, I know that both my mothercountry and the country in which I live have approved of killings on larger scale than what we experienced yesterday. Yes, I agree, it's wrong - I believe that we have killed an unforgiveable amount of innocent people in Afghanistan and Iraque (and many other places). That does not justify what happened yesterday, though. I have personally never killed or intended to kill anyone, and I could just as well have died yesterday. And I hazard a guess that most if not all killed and injured yesterday, have never hurt a fly. So don't give me that eye for an eye bullshit.
It seems that most transport is running pretty much to schedule, though.
So what actually happened yesterday?
I went to work
I stayed in the office until 3.30
I got my husband to pick me up on the Vespa and we got home fairly easily
I'm such a lucky bugger; it seems that the first bomb went off pretty much as I got on the tube. However, my travels take me in the opposite direction of the East and we were only told that it was 'probably power failure'.
I think that the second bomb went off just before we, deep underground, were told that Westminster Station was closed.
Edgware Road (which is very, very close to where I work) must have happened just as I got off the train.
I went to get a cup of coffee and was told that all stations had been closed.
Went to work, found out about the bus (which brings a few of my co-workers to the office each day), finally was sure that it was nothing but nothing else than...that.
I think most people felt the same. All shocked, none surprised. We have all felt that it was only a matter of time.
Londoners are resilient, very brave, and used to living with this kind of danger. This is still why it's so bloody difficult to find rubbish bins in public places.
Going home on the scooter it was eerily quiet on the strets, there were cars and people but everthing seemed so still. Turning down Southampton Row the opposite end was cordoned off and there were police and absolutely nothing to see. People were crossing the bridges in droves, quietly talking and determinedly walking to get home or at least somewhere from which they could get some sort of transport.
Monday I'll get back on the horse.
James Meek has an account that says it all.
Muslim fear of backlash
Update:
Just amended a few spelling mistakes.
As time goes by, opinions are aired as to the 'why'. Yes, I know that both my mothercountry and the country in which I live have approved of killings on larger scale than what we experienced yesterday. Yes, I agree, it's wrong - I believe that we have killed an unforgiveable amount of innocent people in Afghanistan and Iraque (and many other places). That does not justify what happened yesterday, though. I have personally never killed or intended to kill anyone, and I could just as well have died yesterday. And I hazard a guess that most if not all killed and injured yesterday, have never hurt a fly. So don't give me that eye for an eye bullshit.