Doug

Well, that was a bit closer to me personally. I was on my way to a meeting just round the corner from Warren Street when the latest explosions went off. Or rather, failed to go off. The total impact on me was a small flurry of texts in the middle of the meeting, seeing the police line across the Euston Road and hearing plenty of sirens, and having a packed train home that took an extra 45 minutes.

This isn't so much terrorism as irritatism. "Britain is now tutting with annoyance, irritation and traffic congestion in its northern, southern, eastern, and western quarters."