summerlamb wrote: For the London bombings on 7 July I was on the underground which was a bit too close for comfort!

Freaky eh...I had just got off a bus that was bound for Russel Square. I heard the bus bomb blow, but didnt give it a second thought until I got into work and we started hearing all these stories...at first it was reported as a massive power surge that has shut down the underground. Then my colleague who sat next to me came into the office covered from head to toe in soot (he looked like he had been down a mine). He had been on the underground train that had been bombed at Kings Cross, he said he didnt realise what was happening and his survival instincts kicked in - so he kicked out a window and walked up the tunnel and out an emergency exit, as he was walking out all the rescue crew was heading in. He was so dis-oriented and in shock that he just walked to work and sat down at his desk like it was a normal day. (needless to say someone took him to the hospital...)...but all jsut a little close to home for us. I think that was prob the day that we decided to head home to NZ.

I had just got up to get Lesieli ready for school and saw it on TV, Mercedes was nearly 8mth old. Me, Sades and DH spent the day glued to the TV. VEry  very sad this morning listening to Zm as they played some of the phone calls to family from cell phones and the sound of everything going on at the twin towers that day. Me and the girls were in tears on the way too school.

DH and I found out when we arrived at work at 6am, and didn't believe the guy that told us initially. We finished work at 2pm back then, so spent the rest of the day glued to the TV. My penpal from England arrived to stay a few days later and (understandably) was terrified about her return flight home to the UK.

We were getting ready for work and had the TV news on, our bed was set up in the lounge as we were replastering out bedroom at the time. We sat on our bed for most of the morning and just watched.

Having been in the middle of London and caught up with the July 05 bombings, I can imagine (but obviously never to the same extent) the horror of those poor people in NY.

DH and I both had the day off and we both spent the day glued to the tv screen too.  I still remember watching the live cam of the 1st tower smoking away when suddenly another plane came into view and crashed into the 2nd tower - it was so unexpected, so shocking.

I also clearly remember the weeks of fall out that followed and had an affect (even on us in little old NZ) for years afterwards.  I work for a finance company and we weren't even able to provide fund values on our clients investments for weeks afterwards because until American markets recovered we had no idea what everyones money was worth.  Funds took a huge plummet.