Just seen the September 11th flip art books. I feel really sad and angry all over again. I was working at home that day and the sheer unbelievable scene of the plane hitting the building is still hard to grasp. A beautiful sunny day, people going about their lives and in an instant of pure hatred the world changed.

For me it was a long time (even here in England) before a plane going over didnt make me worry. It affected how we view each other and why we couldnt trust each other.

I cannot comprehend what happened not only to those people but to humanity in general, that people could do this. It became an event that mostly people store now in their memory and dont think about.

We had the bombing on the 07/07/2005 here in London, another frantic day for me as my parents and sister live there and trying to get hold of them was impossible. My sister is a policewoman and the danger for her that day was so immense, when she finished her shift we all blew a sigh of relief. My friend and neighbour didn't come home that night he was discovered to be one of the last bodies pulled from the underground and again its hard to fathom. Its a year next week for us remebering a good man lost to a war that he did not agree with.

People forget so easily and for me seeing the flipbook, brought back the sadness and horror and a sense of futility at what was a senseless act that acheived nothing. For me it is although horrible, a reminder of what we should never see again.

Jo Bryan