It was a scary day in London. I’d just bought a caterpillar cake from M&S for a friend at work, to celebrate her birthday. It was our little tradition.
I was at the crossroads just past Angel tube station, when I noticed how many people were walking away from Kings Cross direction and like ants you could see them streaming along the footpath heading towards Old Street. I grabbed my mobile and went to make a call to my Mr who should be on his way to Russell Square where he trained some mornings. I couldn’t make a call, I had no phone signal at all. Eerily I noticed others couldn’t make calls either and people were looking confused and worried. Straight away I knew something had happened! It still makes me go cold and feel nauseous.
I walked quickly to work, a basement gym in Farringdon and on arriving my colleagues, some in tears ran over and hugged me and told me what was going on. Over the next thirty minutes, as manager, I tried to establish where all of my staff were. Who was possibly on their way in to work and what route they would be taking across London. At that point we could see on the news, that all the TV’s in the gym had been tuned in to, that there had been three bombs go off. All just up the road. It was chaos and you could feel the fear and panic!
It was a stark contrast to the day before, where we had all been up on the street, cheering along with the crowds that had all come out of their offices, excited as London was announced as the city to host the Olympic games 2012. Now here we were, stunned and in shock.
The reception phone was ringing manically with calls from our gym members, family and friends, all trying to locate people, to check we were okay. Once all staff that were due in had arrived and others had been informed to stay at home, we put a sign on the door saying we were closed and I walked everyone back to my flat in Angel, as it was just slightly further away from the city and what was happening just up the road.
Luckily my Mr had not bothered to go training and was still in bed, by chance the best decision. It is so horrifying what happened to the victims caught up in the chaos that happened on the morning of what was a normal working day!