My father was standing in a shop doorway more or less centre of the picture when the bomb exploded. He was blown to the back of the shop by the blast but un-injured,unfortunately a poor soul inside the shop was killed by the plate glass window which had preceded him.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z-3IF4eO8v8
A stark reminder of the fine line we tread, daily.
ReplyDeleteCrikey... went down that street every day on my way to work for years... look at it in a totally different light now. xx
ReplyDeleteBrings back some unpleasant memories of bombing...
ReplyDeleteIt's obvious where your talent came from.
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