explosion
Very unsettling at the moment in central London. My normal Thursday schedule begins like this: wake up at 7.30, check e-mails, have breakfast, tidy up and get ready to leave for work at 9.40. It was an usual gloomy day in London, and I suspected no difference as I passed by dozens of black-suit office workers as they walk briskly to work. However, on Long Acre I did overhear a gentleman talking to a taxi driver saying that the tube network is completely shut down--it meant nothing to me. When I arrived at the bookshop, my boss told me that HY had rang. It should be something urgent. Anyways, now the news is everywhere. One of the bus explosions (at Tavistock Sq. + Russell Sq.) is only 3 minutes walk away from where I live. Poeple, take care.