London 7/7...

After the Olympic happiness, back down to earth again. It's been a good week of following trouble, being in Edinburgh Monday - Wednesday (how many police? all of them I think), then in London on Thursday.

I arrived at White City at 9.30, had a cup of coffee then started wondering why everyone was crowded round the plasmas all over the building. Then found out... horrible stuff. However, we Brits are good at times like this - a real sense of family and community prevailed as people rallied around, kept positive, got on with life and then helped each other out getting home.

"Mission accomplished"? Yes, well done on that Mr Bush...