7.7: One Day In London Page #6
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All these photographs, there's Lee.
Dancing away. Not knowing what to do.
He was like a dad
before he got to be a dad,
you know, like an older dad.
He danced like a dad? Yeah.
Embarrassing dancing?
Yeah, embarrassing dancing, yes.
Terribly.
There's Sammy,
doing her dance and her jig.
And this is all Lee's stuff
that we've kept together.
His coat... and some clothes.
There's his, er...
beige trousers.
And his shirt, that he used to wear.
He just... isn't with us.
So that I can touch any more,
but all this stuff, I can touch.
This is his, his things.
It just means that I've got him.
Here.
I need...
to cling onto something
that is him.
I can't hold him any more,
but I can hold his things.
This was taken by a newspaper.
I saw this the day after it happened,
and didn't believe it.
Didn't want to believe it.
But that's my Lee.
Taken...
That's my Lee,
trying to be resus-ed.
That's my boy.
My handsome man.
Nobody in my carriage was hurt,
we weren't knocked over
or anything like that.
And then we noticed that smoke
was coming in through the end door,
of the carriage.
So I got my warrant card out.
I said, "I'm a police officer,
let me through."
So I left my carriage,
walked through to the next carriage.
And then it became apparent that
something quite bad had happened,
because people were coming
towards me with blood on them,
shaking, very slow, covered in dirt.
I thought, "Oh, we've had
an accident. We've hit something."
I thought
I was going into a train crash.
That's when I remember
this figure coming towards us,
um, from that carriage.
And then... I just remember
these piercing blue eyes,
'of this lady, and I just saw her,
and all I kept saying to her was, '
'"My name is Martine Wright,
please tell my mum and dad I'm OK,
' "my name's Martine Wright."
'She said, "Help me, help me.'
"I think my gut's hanging out,"
I think's what she said.
And I said, "Yes, I'll help you,
you're going to be all right.
"You're going to be all right.
Help's coming."
And then she gave me something.
She said,
"Put that round your left leg."
And again,
it's one of those sort of...
It's quite vivid,
my memory of that is quite vivid.
And I just kept thinking,
this is out of a Western.
This is out of a Western film.
I remember being a kid and watching
Westerns with John Wayne and stuff.
Someone had been shot in the leg,
and then you'd get a belt
and tie it around, tourniquet
round your leg to stop the bleeding.
I just remember just pulling it
so tight, so tight,
and just... And not remembering
the pain, I don't remember the pain.
'Network operations manager.
'Darren, I don't know
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