July 7th 2005
My normal route was into central London on the Piccadilly Line, then across to Paddington (via Edgware Road)on the Circle Line. I missed the Edgware Road bomb by maybe 5-10 minutes. Scary thing is, I only managed to miss it because I was early that morning as I had a load of work to do - if I'd been running on my normal schedule I could well have been on the train.

As the news emerged during the day that there's been a bomb at Edgware Road, I thought, 'Wow, that could have been me', but other than keeping up with what was happening, I just got on with stuff. End of the day, I walked home - as most people had to - because the transport system was still down. Met some mates in a pub on Holloway Road, where we had a few drinks and talked about the news. It was all fairly normal considering the fact London was 'under terrorist attack'.

Next morning, I got up, headed off to find my way to work, and realised I didn't really want to get on a bus, and ended up walking all the way to work. I sort of felt as if I'd been lucky once, and didn't want to risk it again. It was a very strange couple of weeks after that before I felt comfortable using the tube or buses again, which seems a bit ridiculous and I kept it from people that I was walking to and from work most days as I knew it was a bit daft.

Funnily enough, my dad was drinking in one of the pubs bombed by the IRA in the Birmingham Pub bombs about fifteen minutes before the bombing, so we've both been quite fortunate when it comes to bombings.
(SnowyTheWereRabbit the Leporid from Hell, Fri 20 Aug 2010, 9:53, 2 replies)

The next day on the tube was absolute bliss in terms of commuting.
8am on the Victoria line at Finsbury Park southbound there were still seats to be had.
( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Fri 20 Aug 2010, 11:30, closed)

You see?
No one ever mentions the positives of terrorist attacks.
( Pretender, Mon 23 Aug 2010, 19:04, closed)