The London bombings feel so much further way. I remember being very pissed off at the whole thing and knowing that any attempt to put it into words would come out sounding stupid.
One year on, I'm quite happy and frustrated to see that it accomplished absolutely nothing. Londoners don't have that American-style paranoia, and none of us Britophiles have been fazed in our desire to move to the UK. I'm happy that whatever they (the ubiquitous "they") were trying to accomplish failed so completely; frustrated that random innocent people had to die just to prove that they were idiots.