I’ve been in Amsterdam for the past week. Ben apparently became very tearful when He didn’t hear from me for 4 days. I have about 300 emails from him asking where I am (Ok, just one email from him. The others tell me I have apparently been pre-approved for a mortgage).

Before you ask, no I didn’t take any pictures, but I did have a good time!

Also let me say, for those of you that are single (which is a depressingly small amount, these days) western Europe in the summer = WINNER.

So I guess I don’t really need to tell you what happened in London today. For those of you that don’t know, I’m not even going to dignify you with a link. Uh, wait. Damn.

Anyway, I really post something about all this because I do actually live in London, and this does directly affect me. I live about 20 minutes walk from the Liverpool Street/Aldgate Underground explosion.

I was awoken about 10ish which was just after the final attack, so I spent pretty much all morning (attempting) to ring people and watching the TV.

I actually had a friend that was on the platform at Liverpool Street, which was a scant 100 meters from the blast there. Although we didn’t realise how close he was to the blast at the time, he came scarily close to the explosion, which is just plain freaky.

Thinking about all that’s gone on, almost literally on my front door, it’s all just too much to take in right now. I’m not scared, I’m not angry; I don’t know what I am right now. Coupled with the fact I had a really busy night at work, I’m pretty much just shell-shocked. (Yes, I still had to work, and let me tell you working at a cab firm when the transport infrastructure in a major metropolitan city is out, is a very special experience).

So, how was your day?