Four years ago today
The London-Explody-Thing happened.
I know there're a lot of Laaahndaaners on here, so any interesting stories?
I guess if you aren't a Londoner, do you remember what you were up to?
( Cawl, Tue 7 Jul 2009, 9:30, 33 replies, latest was 16 years ago)

*cough*
4 years
( Captain V, Tue 7 Jul 2009, 9:33, Reply)

*ahem*
Wasn't it 4 years?
( Agnostic Antichrist Baltimora, Tue 7 Jul 2009, 9:34, Reply)

Don't make me delete the thread!
Yeah, I was thinking four, but my hands typed two, for some reason.
*shrugs*
( Cawl, Tue 7 Jul 2009, 9:35, Reply)

I was working for a logistics company at the time,
We had about 5 Asian guys in white vans in central London that day.
They were all terrified.
(PsychoChomp, Tue 7 Jul 2009, 9:35, Reply)

I was in a tent next to Derwent Water in the Lake District
with my missus. It were lovely. Apart from all the rain. We went to the pencil museum.
( Vipros. clever got me this far, then tricky got me in, Tue 7 Jul 2009, 9:36, Reply)

I was at uni.
It messed up my plans for a hot date with a posh girl who'd got us tickets to a Queen concert.
Kinda glad though, it would've been shit.
( Cawl, Tue 7 Jul 2009, 9:39, Reply)

I was trying to get hold of my aunt in London for a
totally unrelated matter.
(Ethelred is watching cheese grow, Tue 7 Jul 2009, 9:41, Reply)

All the phone networks jammed, didn't they?

( Cawl, Tue 7 Jul 2009, 9:41, Reply)

They weren't that bad actually,
After the first hour or so.
(PsychoChomp, Tue 7 Jul 2009, 9:50, Reply)

Ah!
I remember trying to call one of my mates who took that route, at that time every morning.
Turned out he'd overslept 'cos he was hungover.
( Cawl, Tue 7 Jul 2009, 9:58, Reply)

Yeah for quite a bit
did wonder what the issue was, thats why I flicked the news on.
(Ethelred is watching cheese grow, Tue 7 Jul 2009, 10:20, Reply)

I was signed off sick with nerve damage and got a call from my brother to say not to go into London
as terrorists were letting off bombs. 20 minutes later it was confirmed on the news. He works for LU and was pretty near where it happened at the time.
( fuck shit up the best you never had, Tue 7 Jul 2009, 9:41, Reply)

I forgot, one year later I was on a train coming into Kings cross as they did a one minute silence.
That freaked me out as it was the first day at my new job and I was running late anyway.
( fuck shit up the best you never had, Tue 7 Jul 2009, 9:56, Reply)

it's reminded me that one of our admin's at work
was on the train coming into liverpool st station that had a bomb on it.

she described it to me a little while ago, having to get out of the train through smoke and dead/injured people and stuff. nasty shit.
( Vipros. clever got me this far, then tricky got me in, Tue 7 Jul 2009, 9:42, Reply)

I didn't go into work that day
I'd been up all night. If I had of went to work I would have been at about the same place and time that the bus bomb went off.

On of my RL mates was actually on one of the trains that got blasted.
(Herr Doktor Lemminge Is bored, so cheer me up!, Tue 7 Jul 2009, 9:52, Reply)

Every Thursday
I used to work out of the office in London, right next to Liverpool St Station. Apart from the day the bombs went off, when I was in Amsterdam on a conference, so I have no interesting stories.
( Weejock, Tue 7 Jul 2009, 9:52, Reply)

I was working in the USA at the time
And all the Brits were called over by one of the directors, and informed of what was going on. I'd never seen a collective "Oh... shit" look before, and suddenly thought of a friend of mine who always travels through one of the areas that had been bombed to buggery.

He managed to dodge it by thirty minutes.
( jim_bob can herd cats., Tue 7 Jul 2009, 10:02, Reply)

I was supposed to be seeing my then girlfriend in Essex
and would have had to go through the exact stations where they went off. Would have been there at about the same time too, had I not been running incredibly late. Subsequently my train was cancelled and I went home to see what all the fuss was about.


Strange how many people narrowly missed it
(Is this a good idea? ... Yes this is definitely a good idea, Tue 7 Jul 2009, 10:04, Reply)

a girlfriend in Essex?
This is a terrible thing to do.
( Cawl, Tue 7 Jul 2009, 10:11, Reply)

Yeah I wouldn't suggest it
*gets glazed over look*

yeah...

*rocks*
(Is this a good idea? ... Yes this is definitely a good idea, Tue 7 Jul 2009, 10:16, Reply)

I know.
I still LIVE in Essex :(
( Cawl, Tue 7 Jul 2009, 10:42, Reply)

Oh man
I am truely sorry
(Is this a good idea? ... Yes this is definitely a good idea, Tue 7 Jul 2009, 11:13, Reply)

Yeah :(
I'm getting out soon though.
I've served my time.
( Cawl, Tue 7 Jul 2009, 12:33, Reply)

It is strange
WHO TIPPED YOU OFF? COME ON, WE WANT NAMES!
( The Light in Chains don't touch the Pope's boner, Tue 7 Jul 2009, 10:13, Reply)

Lets just say...
He's not a vampire
(Is this a good idea? ... Yes this is definitely a good idea, Tue 7 Jul 2009, 10:17, Reply)

ME?

( Cawl, Tue 7 Jul 2009, 10:23, Reply)

He said NOT a vampire
Pay attention.
( The Light in Chains don't touch the Pope's boner, Tue 7 Jul 2009, 11:10, Reply)

I'm NOT though.
You've seen me in the daytime, right?
( Cawl, Tue 7 Jul 2009, 11:23, Reply)

He's a Daywalker!
Run for the hills
(Is this a good idea? ... Yes this is definitely a good idea, Tue 7 Jul 2009, 11:34, Reply)

I was
sitting in a Lisbon hotel lobby watching the telly praying that all the planes wouldn't be grounded and that I would be able to fly back into London! :(
(Flim-Flam the Magnificent "You is talking loco and I like it!", Tue 7 Jul 2009, 10:23, Reply)

I was surfing B3ta when I should have been working (not much has changed)
I remember that the main board was posting shopped pics of the destroyed bus within minutes of it being reported on the BBC homepage.
( Colonel Dracula Two manky hookers and a racist dwarf, Tue 7 Jul 2009, 10:25, Reply)

I had a gig.
Specifically, singing at the memorial service for the founder of Amnesty International. Somewhat ironic, non?

Then I had to walk to Finsbury Park and fly to Ireland the following morning for a wedding. Security was tight, to say the least.
(The Empress it seems you CAN polish a turd!, Tue 7 Jul 2009, 10:30, Reply)

I live in Reading.
I didn't really process things at the time; I was due to travel through London the following weekend to attend my Dad's wedding and pick up a new shiny car.

A couple of weeks later, an old friend's (say-hi-to-in-the-street friend, not particularly close) face was on the front page of the local paper for having died in the explosion (I forget which). This prompted me to go and cry in the garden for half an hour or so.
(ThomsonsPier consumes, Tue 7 Jul 2009, 10:56, Reply)