Okay folks. You may (or may not) have noticed that I didn’t post last week. I had written my weekly update and was ready to hit Publish when the events of Saturday night unfolded. A van rammed into pedestrians, and then men got out and began attacking unsuspecting Londoners with knives. Eight people died, with many more injured.
Thankfully and luckily, I was at a friend’s house only a few miles down the road, and as such was never in any real danger. But I have to say it shook me – more so than previous attacks on the capital. The London Bridge and Borough area are like a second home to me. My running club is based just a few minutes from where the attacks took place; I drink at those bars and eat at those restaurants. The odds of me being a victim of the attack were always slim; but at the end of the day it could have been me, or someone I care about. The whole area holds a really special place in my heart; it’s where I’ve met some of my closest friends, and where I’ve had some of my most difficult, beautiful and meditative runs. It feels like home, and I was just so distraught to see it threatened and attacked in such a heartless way.
I was heartened, nonetheless, to hear stories of Londoners coming together; such as the wall of post-it note tributes, countless cab drivers offering free rides to anyone caught up in the attack, and most importantly the Londoner who took his pint with him whilst fleeing from terrorists and became an unlikely symbol of resilience.
I spent most of Sunday in a funk. I’d slept on my friend’s couch the night before – going home on public transport in the midst of a terrorist attack didn’t seem like the most prudent course of action – and I just couldn’t get my shit together. I was tired, both emotionally and physically, from watching the news unfold in the early hours of the morning, and I was stunned that this had actually happened in my city. Again.
It’s been a weird week, all things considered. We started off with a nervous commute on Monday morning, an evacuation of Trafalgar Square – right by my office – on Wednesday; a general election on Thursday and the post-election chaos that ensued on Friday.
I’m sorry for this rant. It started off as an explanation of why I haven’t been posting this week; and then it just turned into something else. Normal service will resume tomorrow, I promise. But for now, I just wanted to profess my the overwhelming love and pride I have for my city, no matter what. We stand together.
Lots of love,