I know this might not be the best place for this but it was a major day in my pregnacy and has more poignancy for me because of it.
It was a year ago today that I was heavily pregnant and walking to work from Kings Cross because there had been an 'incident'. I should have been on the tube at Russell Square at 8.50, but being pregnant I had had a bad night and gone into work late.
My route took me by Tavistock Square but for ome reason I decided not to walk into Tavistock square but took a parallel street as I zig zaged the streets from Kings X to my Office. I called my Dh who is a police officer on the tube in London, he was at home and I wanted him to check out Sky News to see what was going on, he told me the news was saying there had been 3 'power surges'on the tube.. neither of us believed it.
As I hung up and continued walking I heard the bus bomb. I had never heard a bomb in my life for real, but I knew what it was instantly. As I rounded the corner to the bottom end of Tavistock Square the people were running and screaming and acrid smoke plumed up the road.
I calmly turned and walked towards my office in a daze.
The next 7 hours were spent trying to get home. It was very hot and I ended up walking about 5 miles that day. I finally got to a train station where there were hundreds of people queueing to be shuttled out of the City. My work colleague with me got one of the security staff to take me to the front of the queue and they put me on the next train ahead of all the others.
I just wanted to post this in memory to all those who died in the bombings, their families and all those injured and affected by that day. Also to say thankyou to God for protecting me and my baby, and thankyou to all the emergency services and staff, particularly the rail man who put me on the train and got me out of London.
It was a year ago today that I was heavily pregnant and walking to work from Kings Cross because there had been an 'incident'. I should have been on the tube at Russell Square at 8.50, but being pregnant I had had a bad night and gone into work late.
My route took me by Tavistock Square but for ome reason I decided not to walk into Tavistock square but took a parallel street as I zig zaged the streets from Kings X to my Office. I called my Dh who is a police officer on the tube in London, he was at home and I wanted him to check out Sky News to see what was going on, he told me the news was saying there had been 3 'power surges'on the tube.. neither of us believed it.
As I hung up and continued walking I heard the bus bomb. I had never heard a bomb in my life for real, but I knew what it was instantly. As I rounded the corner to the bottom end of Tavistock Square the people were running and screaming and acrid smoke plumed up the road.
I calmly turned and walked towards my office in a daze.
The next 7 hours were spent trying to get home. It was very hot and I ended up walking about 5 miles that day. I finally got to a train station where there were hundreds of people queueing to be shuttled out of the City. My work colleague with me got one of the security staff to take me to the front of the queue and they put me on the next train ahead of all the others.
I just wanted to post this in memory to all those who died in the bombings, their families and all those injured and affected by that day. Also to say thankyou to God for protecting me and my baby, and thankyou to all the emergency services and staff, particularly the rail man who put me on the train and got me out of London.
