July 7th, 2005

2001 (HAL 9000 eye)

Bastards.

Neither my Mum nor my sister (nor my sister's boyfriend) were near any of the bombs that went off in London today; they're fine. I don't know about all their friends, though...

The whole thing is pretty horrible, but of course Londoners take bombings more or less in stride – and I did, too, when I lived there. Today, though, from 3,000 miles away, I feel sort of shattered.

Edit: Thanks to everyone who's e-mailed or commented for the sympathy and support. I feel a bit less shattered now.