Wednesday, 7 July 2010

7/7 5 years on.

It has been 5 years since the Tube bombings in London killed 52 people dead and over 700 people injured.

People say that we were lucky more people were not killed. And to that I say that I am sure that some of the 700 injured are still dead inside.

We always hear of the deaths and rightly so. But it is rare that we hear more about the injured. Of those 700 injured, some lost limbs, some suffered horrific scars and many are still battling through life on a daily basis. It is hard to move on.

On the 9th of February 1996, I decided to throw a sickie, my housemate whom I also worked with went into work and I proceeded in having a lazy day. We worked a shift sytem at the time, 11-7 or 2-10 for a company called Franklin Mint who were based in the Docklands.

When the bomb that destroyed the peace process was detonated at just after 7pm most of my colleagues were lucky. The building had been evacuated an hour previously but for some reason at half six there was a communication error somewhere down the line and they were told they were allowed back into the building. Most of my friends decided "Screw this we are going to the pub" (I pick very good friends, with good priorities) Some however went back into the building. The two men who ran the shop just by our building went back to work.

The two men were the only victims of the bomb. I remember hearing people say, "well at least it was only two people dead, It could have been a lot worse"

They didn't have to see my friends who had been thrown from the building. They didn't see my cousins best friends dad who lost his sight and some of his face as he was cleaning in a building on the other side. They never saw or heard one of my colleagues who when we went to lay flowers collapsed to the floor sobbing and vowed never to come back to the area again.

I felt survivors guilt. For days afterwards I was extremely tearful, Someone said to me "Why are you upset, you wasn't even there?" as if it was an exclusive club for which I had been refused membership.

If I had not thrown a sickie that day, I would have been there, I wouldn't have gone to the pub as my boyfriend would have been picking me up at 7 as I didn't drive. Chances are I would have been in the shop getting a bar of chocolate and a can of coke when the bomb exploded. But I felt guilty for being upset about something that hadn't happened when so many of my friends were injured.

Franklin Mint in their infinite wisdom relocated to a building just 2 minutes away. We could see the destruction from the window of the new building and it tore everyone apart. Everyone left as soon as they could and honestly, I never see anyone from those days at all.

So today on 7/7 please don't reflect just on the ones that lost their lives. Don't just think of the families that lost loved ones. Think of the ones that survived and are still suffering.

Big Fashionista x x


  1. Wow, 5 years already. I remember it like it was yesterday. Although I don't live in London, I remember it all being live on the news and thinking, I need to contact Mandy (my best friend who lives in London) to see if shes safe. She was in fact on one of the trains. Luckily she wasn't seriously physically harmed, but mentally she was. She couldn't use the tube for months after or even the bus, as she was so frightened.

    You was incredibly lucky in your situation hunny, and I can imagine how much it affected you.


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  3. Jo I agree. It isn't always the physical scars that take the longest to heal.

    I got upset even writing the post and it happened 18 years ago. X x x

    Hope your friend is ok now

  4. Rhamnousia. Thank you for your kind comments.

    It's strange how the little thugs we do in life can affect our whole being. A sick day, getting a drink. It's all ifs and buts and it drove me half mad trying to make sense of a senseless situation.

    Possibly why my life motto is Carpe Diem x x Seize the day x


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