7.7: One Day In London Page #2

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I was still reading

the Metro newspaper...

and I remember there was

suddenly a very loud bang.

This is a book which we were asked

to contribute, each family,

some photographs and some words.

There we go.

There's a picture of David.

And we just wrote a couple of pages

talking about him

growing up at school,

and the holidays. Holidays.

He was a bit sensitive - you know,

if anyone said to him,

"Your hair is stuck up,"

or anything like that...

He took to wearing this cap,

because he had lovely thick hair

and he'd wear a cap.

He wore that cup, we couldn't

get it off him, could we?

But he had a Goth phase

in his teens, which was quite...

That was quite funny.

..Funny, wasn't it?

Him and his girlfriend at the time,

Jenny.

I always tell the story,

I came home one day when he was 15,

and he was putting on

Jill's mascara.

And I remember thinking,

"Oh, my God, what have we got here?"

And of course he was just going

through the goth phase.

He took to big, black baggy

trousers. The whole black outfit.

Black cap, black top. Dyed his

hair black. Dyed his hair black.

I mean, David was...

He was fun, you know?

I can't talk about it.

You'll have to do it. All right.

You have to remember, David was 22.

And we'd spent 22 years guiding him

and trying to get him ready

for the world.

And in fact, we kind of...

When he started this job

that took him to London,

we kind of breathed sigh of relief,

didn't we, cos we thought...

"We got him through his teens."

Job done.

We've got him through his teens.

No drugs, nothing to worry about.

He's never been arrested. No trouble.

We just thought, "Thank God for

that." And then he started this job,

and we thought, "Absolutely

fantastic, job done."

There was a flash, and lights,

and lots of buzzing.

The train shuddered to a halt.

And I remember

seeing in the window opposite me

a white flash with a mushrooming,

fiery cloud around it.

And then before I had hardly even

registered that,

I was just engulfed in the blast.

Just a huge blast of wind and fire.

It was so ferocious,

you wouldn't be able to imagine it

unless you'd actually been there.

I just remember this light,

this white light that was just

completely in front of my face.

We were sort of all

enveloped in this light,

and it was a sort of feeling of

pressure,

it just wouldn't sort of,

it wouldn't go away.

The force was such that

I really thought that my head

was no longer attached

to my shoulders,

and I remember

hearing the screams,

which of course

doesn't make any sense

cos if I didn't have a head

I wouldn't be able

to hear anything,

but I remember hearing the screams

and I just thought that everybody

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