Joined: 23 Dec 2005
Location: South London
|Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2006 7:12 am Post subject:
|Khan was, of course on two trains and a bus.
The most detailed account from Danny Biddle is from the FT.
|He seems as if he could be exactly the same sharp, stocky and gregarious construction site manager who used to play as a 19-stone semi-professional football goalkeeper - until he got on the second carriage of that train at Liverpool Street station last year. Danny clearly remembers the details of that morning - he woke up with a migraine and decided to give himself a lie-in. Working on a hospital building in Wembley at the time, he would usually have been at work by around 7.30am. He almost phoned in sick, but didn’t want to miss an important meeting. For three weeks he had been taking the same route to work - changing at Baker Street to take the Jubilee line north to Wembley Park. But on July 7 he missed his stop. Instead, he planned to get off at Paddington and change for the Bakerloo line to Wembley Central. He was leaning against the perspex screen by the double doors - standing, as always, and people-watching. “I looked around. This Asian guy got on and walked down the carriage. He sat down just past me on the other side of the screen.” He was “sitting with a rucksack over his shoulders and a main bag in his lap over his chest”. Danny watched him look at his wrists several times - as if checking the time. “When he first put his hand in the bag my first thought was medication, or he’s getting something to eat, or he’s a diabetic, whatever. As the train pulled out of Edgware Road station, he put his hand back in the bag, lifted his head and looked up and then there was light like a thousand camera flashes going off. And, when I think about it, where he sat down was where there was the biggest congregation of people.” |
Too much luggage for a suicide bomber, I'd say.
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