7 July London bombings: What happened that day? Image copyright PA Ten years ago, four suicide bombers with rucksacks full of explosives attacked central London, killing 52 people and injuring hundreds more.
It was the worst single terrorist atrocity on British soil. A decade on, we look back at how events unfolded on 7 July 2005. The bombings. 7/7 bombings: Who were the 52 victims of the London terror attacks? These are the 52 victims of the July 7 2005 terrorist attacks on London.
Seven died in the bombing at Aldgate on the Circle Line: The memorial to the 7/7 victims in London’s Hyde Park (AFP) Lee Baisden, 34, an accountant for the London Fire Brigade, from Romford, in Essex. Mr Baisden had to grow up quickly. He had hoped to marry his partner Paul Groman before he was killed. Benedetta Ciaccia, 30, an IT business analyst from Norwich who worked for a publishing company. Benedetta Ciaccia Born in Rome, she was brought up in Italy but a passion for languages and travel led her to move to England at the age of 19. She was two months away from marrying her fiance Fiaz Bhatti when she died. Richard Ellery, 21, a shop worker for photographic chain Jessops from Ipswich, Suffolk. Richard Ellery The eldest of three children, Mr Ellery was born and raised in Southampton, left school at 18 and moved in with friends in Ipswich shortly before he died.
Annabel Pitcher. Annabel Pitcher (born 1982) is a British children's writer.
Background[edit] Pitcher's second novel, Ketchup Clouds, won the Waterstones Children's Book Prize.[6] It also collected the Edgar Allan Poe award in 2014 for 'Best Young Adult Novel', awarded by the Mystery Writers of America. 7/7 London Bombings: 10 Years On. My Sister Lives On The Mantelpiece by Annabel Pitcher - review. The subject matter of this book is so completely different to any other book I have read.
It is rather complex, as it is about love, death, murder, racism, friendship, bullying and growing up. This is narrated by a boy called Jamie, whose older sister, Rose, lives on the mantelpiece – literally. She was killed by a terrorist attack and her ashes are on the mantelpiece. Jamie's whole family life is completely messed up. His mum ran away with another man and abandoned him and his family. Jamie's sister, Jasmine, also struggles with the death of her twin sister and she deals with her grief in a different way to Jamie. This book is a whirlwind of adventure and emotions. . • Buy this book at the Guardian Bookshop Want to tell the world about a book you've read?
ANNABEL PITCHER AUTHOR. My sister lives on the mantelpiece. My Sister Lives On The Mantelpiece by Annabel Pitcher: review. The heavy-drinking father, who you sense intentionally is never fully fleshed out, is mired in racial prejudice, blaming Muslims for all the ills of Britain.
You take on trust that being mad with grief has created this sodden and sorry excuse for a father. Even he is not beyond redemption and he certainly fares better in the story than the uncaring, absent mother. We are shown little about her to arouse sympathy. She is just someone who has abandoned her children. The father's racism clearly appals but the twist comes in the way that 10-year-old Jamie finds companionship, solace and even love from his only friend at school, a smart, crafty and witty Muslim girl called Sunya. Pitcher handles Jamie's sad plight very well. "Summer's a bit too bright for me . . . This is a book which could easily have sunk under the weight of sentimentality. My Sister Lives on the Mantelpiece Trailer. My Sister Lives on the Mantelpiece by Annabel Pitcher - TheBookbag.co.uk book review. Ten-year-old Jamie Matthews has moved to the Lake District because his dad says they need a Fresh Start.
With him are his sister Jas, who doesn't eat much, is painfully thin, and who has multiple piercings and hair dyed bright pink, his father, who should be starting a new job on a building site, but who is too hungover to make it to breakfast, let alone into his car and out to work, and his cat, Roger, who relishes the new hunting opportunities and who is the only one of the foursome to be completely happy in his new surroundings. Life for British Muslims since 7/7 – abuse, suspicion and constant apologies.
It could have been me.
King’s Cross was my station. But 10 years ago, on the morning of 7 July, 2005, I happened to be on a day off, sitting at home in front of the television, glued to the news channels. Fifty-two of my fellow Londoners lay dead. Within days, the four young men behind the worst terror attack in British history had been identified, and a knot tightened at the pit of my stomach. The London bombings had already been dubbed “7/7”, a deliberate attempt to depict the attacks as our “9/11”. “We’re screwed,” I told a Muslim friend. We can’t say we weren’t warned.