Hugs

I recall desperately trying to get through to himself as I knew he was out of office at a meeting in another part of town and would have been using the tube (he works at the top of Vic Street up towards Westminster and the HoP).

I knew no more 'til he eventually got home- very late.- when I collapsed in a blubbering heap. :o(

I remember trying my mobile and the landline over and over even though I knew everything was overloaded so I could let my parents know we were okay (once I'd confirmed via IM that the SO was safely at work). I didn't manage to speak to them until the next day.

Waiting the whole day and evening for confirmation on himself must've been awful. *hugs*

Whoa, my LJ on the day got 400+ comments. I collected quotes from friends which suggested that we don't really 'do' fear and panic over here, and does anyone need some tea? It went a bit viral :)

Comedy quotes here, no pics:
https://www.facebook.com/stephen.ball.756/posts/10154368476707619

I'd been in the country for less than a year, so my stiff upper lip hadn't arrived yet. :P I was still struggling around in limbo between American- and British-style reactions to the thing.

WHAT IF THERE ALREADY IS a fiendish device to make it rain on bank holidays?!

WE WOULD NEVER KNOW

Fair enough too. :(

Yesterday was better, and today has thus far been pretty much back to normal. I really must remember to note this and a couple of other dates in my calendar because otherwise they ambush me. :/

i just tried to "like" this comment within your post. geezus!

was thinking about my british acquaintances this week, though there was surprisingly(?) little mention of the anniversary here. maybe it's a NY thing, having passed our own tenth with much fanfare, and the "fatigue" of such commemorations. (i have been listening to little else but local news for some reason; i turn on the tv to see the wimbledon replays, tennis whore that i am. the moment of silence before the first match was the sum total of 7/7 exposure this year).

you never know when the flashback will hit you hardest. i lived in the West Village with a clear panoramic view of events on 9/11. mostly it's the smell that triggers me, or a low flying plane. it gets better with time, but the "flashes" still happen. and again, there is commemoration fatigue, especially for NY-ers. so it is slowly becoming less of a DAY. (kind of...)

i remember that you were new to london back then. there is no describing the feeling to anyone who wasn't in downtown manhattan for 9/11, and i imagine it is similar for certain londoners on 7/7. and even we can't imagine what the other is experiencing. curling up in bed and cuddling your babe is perfectly normal response.

hugs to you!!! it's nice to see pics of your family visit in your latest post. i hope you don't feel so ambushed next year. <3

Edited at 2015-07-09 09:38 pm (UTC)