Friday

I had the day off for St Andrew’s Day and awoke to sunshine. We went in to Borough Market for some scrumptious lunch and when we were leaving we noticed a helicopter static in the sky. We wandered off to the river and then noticed that something was going on at London Bridge - traffic was static and there was no one in the four double decker buses. Then we heard the siren. It was surreal to be so near to the tragedy,  

I’ll leave you with this piece written by the father of one of the victims.