I’m sure not many could have escaped not knowing that Friday just gone was exactly a year to the day that many people in Central London experienced some really horrible things. Many would have been affected by what happened then, physically, mentally, emotionally. And many still were afterwards. I certainly was.
One year on I found myself having to be travelling into Central London for work using the tube. Destination High Holborn. As you would expect for a rush hour in the summer, the tubes were packed full of hot, sweaty people making their way to work. It might have been just me, but for a busy rush hour it did seem unusually silent in the trains though.
(Taken with my mobile phone whilst sitting on a high-stool in the window of a Starbucks.)