7.7: One Day In London Page #3

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You know, um, again, not

really realising that, you know...

I know now what extent my injuries

were, you know.

But not realising that actually,

my leg was up there,

it was still attached to my leg.

People were screaming out

that they can't feel their legs,

they can't feel their arms, do you

know what I mean, they were in pain.

It was so much...

It was just chaos down there,

it was just madness.

There was limbs,

you could see parts of peoples arms.

Oh.

Some people scared me

cos they just looked so scary,

I just felt that I couldn't even

reach out to them

and ask them if they were all right.

And that hurts me, because I felt...

Because I knew I needed help,

and I just felt like

I couldn't help them.

Sometimes you can't even find

the words to describe

what went on down there.

Everything was just black and white,

and the only thing that was in...

Oh, it was like a horror movie,

the only thing that

was in colour was the blood.

It was just horrible.

Just really horrible.

I didn't check myself over because

I knew I hadn't been injured,

seriously injured, I hadn't been hit

by anything or struck by anything.

But James, the chap that was

sitting opposite me, he stood up,

and was getting very agitated,

I think he was very concerned.

Well, I thought I was going to die,

and I was upset because

I wanted to go to college still.

Cos I was expected to

go to college, still.

And I was just worried and nervous

and anxious,

and not very happy.

He mentioned to us

that he was autistic

and needed to get to his father,

I think it was,

and just, you know,

wanted his father.

So, we just had to keep

reassuring him that we would be OK,

and we would get out.

Come on, Bibi, come on, Sally,

you coming?

This is Sally,

she's named after Lee and Sam.

And we had her in the October

after it happened,

so, she's named after Sam and Lee.

So, Sally.

They had been together for 14 years,

they would have still

been together now.

Move all these, these are my

next things to put into my files.

Yeah, yeah, so...

As you can see,

I am a terrible hoarder.

Loads and loads of bits and pieces.

And... I don't know what else

I've got in here.

All these photographs, there's Lee.

Dancing away. Not knowing what to do.

He was like a dad

before he got to be a dad,

you know, like an older dad.

He danced like a dad? Yeah.

Embarrassing dancing?

Yeah, embarrassing dancing, yes.

Terribly.

There's Sammy,

doing her dance and her jig.

And this is all Lee's stuff

that we've kept together.

His coat... and some clothes.

There's his, er...

beige trousers.

And his shirt, that he used to wear.

He just... isn't with us.

So that I can touch any more,

but all this stuff, I can touch.

This is his, his things.

It just means that I've got him.

Here.

I need...

to cling onto something

that is him.

I can't hold him any more,

but I can hold his things.

This was taken by a newspaper.

I saw this the day after it happened,

and didn't believe it.

Didn't want to believe it.

But that's my Lee.

Taken...

That's my Lee,

trying to be resus-ed.

That's my boy.

My handsome man.

Nobody in my carriage was hurt,

we weren't knocked over

or anything like that.

And then we noticed that smoke

was coming in through the end door,

of the carriage.

So I got my warrant card out.

I said, "I'm a police officer,

let me through."

So I left my carriage,

walked through to the next carriage.

And then it became apparent that

something quite bad had happened,

because people were coming

towards me with blood on them,

shaking, very slow, covered in dirt.

I thought, "Oh, we've had

an accident. We've hit something."

I thought

I was going into a train crash.

That's when I remember

this figure coming towards us,

um, from that carriage.

And then... I just remember

these piercing blue eyes,

'of this lady, and I just saw her,

and all I kept saying to her was, '

'"My name is Martine Wright,

please tell my mum and dad I'm OK,

' "my name's Martine Wright."

'She said, "Help me, help me.'

"I think my gut's hanging out,"

I think's what she said.

And I said, "Yes, I'll help you,

you're going to be all right.

"You're going to be all right.

Help's coming."

And then she gave me something.

She said,

"Put that round your left leg."

And again,

it's one of those sort of...

It's quite vivid,

my memory of that is quite vivid.

And I just kept thinking,

this is out of a Western.

This is out of a Western film.

I remember being a kid and watching

Westerns with John Wayne and stuff.

Someone had been shot in the leg,

and then you'd get a belt

and tie it around, tourniquet

round your leg to stop the bleeding.

I just remember just pulling it

so tight, so tight,

and just... And not remembering

the pain, I don't remember the pain.

'Network operations manager.

'Darren, I don't know

what's gone on down there,

'but people are coming up here

with blackened faces,

'all blood in their faces

and they're very distressed.

'So it definitely looks like

an explosion, yeah?

'Something's gone badly wrong

down there.

'We really don't know at the moment,

we just had a loud bang.

'People are coming with cuts,

all covered in sh*t. All right.

'Is there any more casualties

than just the one you know?

'No, just walking wounded

at the moment,

'and the one we know that's

under the train with legs missing.

'All I know at the moment.

All right, OK.

'We've still seen

no ambulances here.

'They're on their way,

obviously, we've...

'You need to make them aware

it is a big incident, we want a few.

'Yeah, OK. Cheers.'

'I could see people

in the carriage alongside, '

and they were frantically

trying to pull open the doors

on their carriage.

The people in the train beside us

started smashing the windows,

to try and help.

People were passing over

bottles of water.

But obviously there wasn't

a huge amount they could do.

There was one or two people

climbed over,

I think they had first aid skills.

We did start shouting across

saying, "We need some help here,

"first-aiders or people with

medical knowledge, training.

"We need some help here."

I was aware that there was

quite a lot of attention

around the middle of the carriage.

There was a guy who looked like

he was wedged in a hole,

trying very, very vigorously

to get out.

So we tried to help him get out,

I suppose, without thinking,

that's what you do.

He wasn't well. Um...

He wasn't well, I knew,

because he wasn't moving.

His limbs that I could see,

his arms were not flailing around.

But he had facial expression, um...

As I walked towards him, again,

I said who I was.

I did ask him his name but

he wasn't able to tell me a name.

'He said nothing in a verbal sense,

'but it was comforting to him

to have somebody talking to him.

'I climbed out of... beyond him

to the far side of the train, '

telling him I was going underneath

the train surface to see why he was,

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