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HI, I'm Mark and I'm a Middle-Aged, Middlesaxon male. I'm proud of my origins here in the South East of England, and am a historian by academic training and inclination, as well as a specialist in Christian writing and pastoral work. 'Anyway' is where you'll find my occasional thoughts on a wide variety of topics. Please dip into my large archive. I hope you enjoy reading, and please make use of the comments facility. Radio FarFar is really a dormant blog at present, but I may from time to time add thoughts my other main passions, audio broadcasting. You can also join the debate, keep up to date with my activities and learn more about me in my Facebook profile- see link on this page. I'm very much a friendly, WYSIWYG type, if you've not visited this blog before, do introduce yourself -I'd love to get to know you. Carry on reading, and God Bless

Sunday 17 July 2005

A Nightingale Wept in Berkeley Square

Regular visitors to this page may well have wondered why there has been no comment from me so far on the events of 7th July 2005, or 7/7 as has inevitably become the shorthand for referring to the horror of that day which London now so tragically has to add to its collective history.

Some may even have wondered if I was safe myself. Mercifully I am, but only by the grace of God and not being in the wrong place at the wrong time. It was touching to find many of my own friends trying to find out if I was OK on the day of the atrocities, as so many thousands of other friends and family were doing at the same time, even if they were hampered by the mobile phone system going into major emergency mode and being deliberately blocked to non-priority users of the service.

What anguish flowed through the hearts and minds of not just Londoners but millions of ordinary, civilized, thinking, feeling human beings around the world that dreadful Thursday morning. A flood of tears which might even refresh the rain-starved Thames, the watery vein which flows through London's heart and gives it the symbol for the 2012 Olympic games so euphorically celebrated just 20 hours before four young men with poisoned, de-humanised minds turned our dancing into mourning.

One reason I haven't written, is because it is so difficult to know what to say. Should there be any need to say anything? Actions do speak louder than words: the actions that spoke of the real effect of this cruelly calculated act of barbaric disdain for the sanctity of human life recognised by all major religions were thousands of silent but live human bodies standing as one at 12 noon on 14/7. Taking two minutes out of a hot summer day in a great city whose heart with sorrow is torn was the most moving collective act of remembrance I have ever experienced, I think.

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