I've just watched this and was hoping there would be a thread on it. I feel utterly emotionally overwhelmed by it.
I don't know if its because I'm someone who connects strongly with the idea that London is my home. I am a Londoner, my family are Londoners, my children are Londoners, that is an idea that resonates with me. I feel most at home in London but I have always found anything associated with 7/7 just absolutely devastating.
I think its that about 90% of the people I know, possibly more, live and work in London. I remember at the time, every single person I spoke to felt they had experienced a near miss, or were somehow involved.
My DH works in the city, typically he took a bus from our then home to near his office on Fenchurch Street, that day he had a meeting and had taken a bus to Aldgate. We worked out he was on the train before as it was the last to successfully leave Aldgate, he ran for that train. But anyway, he made it to his meeting, they were in serious negotiations and had basically shut themselves away and turned of their phones. Apparently they knew there were transport problems because someone came in and said electrical faults on the tube, big fuss, so they ignored any news. Problem was I knew the route and time DH was supposed to be on the train and couldn't get in touch with him until gone 6pm. I had done the school run, was working at home had the news on, saw it was bombs, from the moment I couldnt get in touch with DH I was distraught. I spent the day a complete wreck, I was vomiting, couldn't stop crying I was absolutely distraught. I made my way partly by bus partly by running down to aldgate I couldn't find him and a policeman comforted me and told me to go home which in the end I did. I actually forgot I was supposed to pick the DC up. When DH came home I sat on the floor and cried and cried.
Obviously I'm aware I didn;t suffer the trauma or the loss that others have but for those hours where I convinced myself he was dead it was just desperate.I know so many other stories of people being caught up in it I do feel as connected to the event.
I think the programme was excellent, I obviously cried throughout. I found the part about the guy closing the mans eyes and saying a prayer extraordinarily moving. But also the survivors guilt of the guy at the end, when ken was crying in his speech and the woman seeing the light and talking about the outpouring of support..
The moment that for some reason really resonated was the guy who lost an eye said "we get to enjoy something those 4 people didn't want to" thought that was such a silencing statement.
Sorry this is so long I'm all gripped by it!