Seventh Anniversay of 7/7

In loving memory of my darling daughter, Shelley, murdered this day, in 2005, in the 7/7 London Bombings.

In love and support of the 51 other families who lost loved ones.  



                    "A much loved daughter, sister and friend.”

                                             Loved always and forever





                                                                Russell Square:

James Adams; Samantha Badham; Philip Beer; Anna Brandt; Ciaran Cassidy; Rachelle Chung For Yuen; Elizabeth Daplyn; Arthur Frederick; Karolina Gluck; Gamze Gunoral; Lee Harris; Ojara Ikeagwu; Emily Jenkins; Adrian Johnson; Helen Jones; Susan Levy; Shelley Mather; Michael Matsushita; James Mayes; Behnaz Mozakka; Michaela Otto; Atique Sharifi; Ihab Slimane; Christian Small; Monika Suchocka; Mala Trivedi.

                                                               Tavistock Square:

Anthony Fatayi-Williams; Jamie Gordon; Giles Hart; Marie Hartley; Miriam Hyman; Shahara Islam; Neetu Jain; Sam Ly; Shyanuja Parathasangary; Anat Rosenberg; Philip Russel; William Wise; Gladys Wundowa.

                                                                      Aldgate:

Lee Baisden; Benedetta Ciaccia; Richard Ellery; Richard Gray; Anne Moffat; Fiona Stevenson; Carrie Taylor.

                                                                 Edgware Road:

Michael Brewster; Jonathan Downey; David Foulkes; Colin Morley; Jennifer Nicholson; Laura Webb.


                                                      WE WILL NEVER FORGET


Kia Kaha

KG
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THE BIG 60

BIRTHDAY

 8 June 2012

today

I am 60 years old

more than twice

your age

you, my darling daughter,

murdered at 26

by a mad bomber

on a London tube

I would give my life for yours

in a heartbeat

give you the chance

to continue your adventures

find love?

have a family?

the possibilities

were endless

I would give you the chance

  to laugh and love

  to enjoy your wonderful brothers

  and their beautiful young women

my only life regret

is that I was unable

                 to save you

unable 

  to swap places with you

                   to take death

                     away from you

I would have embraced death

in a heartbeat 

Arohanui

KG

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7/7 Continues

Woke in tears this morning after a vivid dream, not a horrible dream, but one that centred on the hard core of grief that is so often hidden. I had to just go with the feeling of neverending sadness. I miss Shelley every day, and today this has just hit me like a hammer in the head and heart, again.
 Getting myself together and settling to read the Herald, and come across a tiny article which again hits me over the head and makes my stomach churn.
Kenyan Police are seeking the widow of 7/7 bomber, Jermain Lindsay, who murdered Shelley, on 7/7 2005. She is apparently linked to a terrorist cell planning an attack in Kenya. She is travelling with her three children and has stolen the identity of a Natalie Webb, a totally innocent British citizen.

So far fabulous!!

The following extract is from The Telegraph which explains the jist of it.

“She(Samantha Lewthwaite alias Natalie Webb) is suspected of having links to a terrorist cell planning an attack in Kenya after their troops crossed the border to fight al-Shabaab, an al-Qaeda-linked group in Somalia.


The militant group al-Shabaab, which is currently engaged in a guerrilla war against Kenyan security forces in Somalia and has links to al-Qaeda, is believed to be behind the cell. Up to 40 Britons are fighting with al-Shabaab.


"I can give no details, but suffice it to say that we believe she is not a small fish,” a senior police source in Nairobi. “She is among several Britons that our intelligence service is aware of in relation to terrorists' plans to attack us."

Kenyan police claimed to be closing in on the woman at that stage but she has so far evaded capture.”

I am further outraged at the stupidity of the world and this person in particular. In 2005 she had expressed her abhorance at the action’s of her husband, and claimed he his mind had been poisened by radicals. I managed to feel some compassion for her own loss, though I was pleased that he did not survive.

Today, I am just outraged. Knowing that I cannot change such things, or such fucked up thinking I choose simply to express myself in writing.
I reflect on what has become my motto, a quote from Joan Baez



“I would say that I’m a non-violent soldier.
In place of weapons of violence,

you have to use your mind, your heart,

your sense of humour;

every faculty available to you because


NO ONE HAS THE RIGHT TO TAKE THE LIFE


OF ANOTHER HUMAN BEING.”


If by any chance, she, the budding terrorist, mother of three, widow of one, should read this, well then, take that!! And this….Stop pause and disengage.
Hasn’t your family caused enough death and destruction at the hands of your husband? Aren’t 26 murders enough to have on your hands, which were not so innocent or oblivious as you led us all to believe? In fact 52 deaths resulted from his plotting with his mates but he himself murdered 26 of that number.
 There is evil and there is evil. Evil in the name of a god is the purest and most common form of evil. This is pure evil.

I am stepping into the light, leaving this behind. It will be what it will be.I am off to the movies with my HB and FBS.


Kia kaha,


K

Shelley's Birthday

Today is our darling Shelley’s birthday. She would have been 33years old.


Heartbeat





My heart is broken


never to be repaired



you can live


with a broken heart



(a different type of living)



today, I will take all the joy


Shelley brought into our lives


and hold it close



as I hold her close


every day





Love always and forever


from all your family,




KG


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7/7 Fifth Anniversary

Today is the fifth anniversary of the 7/7 London bombings. At approximately 0850 hrs 52 people were murdered, including my daughter, Shelley Marie Mather, and over 700 injured. I place these words for her and all the families of all the victims.

WE WILL NEVER FORGET AND HOLD YOU IN OUR HEARTS

EVERY DAY

TIME HEALS

(so they say)

                                                             five years on

                                                             the sun rises and sets

                                                             the moon stands guard

                                                             watching over us

                                                             the daily grind goes on

                                                             they say

                                                             time heals

                                                             this bears no resemblance

                                                             to my reality

                                                             a chaplin said

                                                                            it will get better with time

                                                             bollocks

                                                              these words are like staples

                                                              into the soft tissue of my brain

                                                              they jolt and scar

                                                              shoot like poisons

                                                              into the open wounds of my heart

                                                              fly like vultures

                                                              into the cavernous ravines

                                                              of my soul

                                                              each second, each hour

                                                              each day, month and year

                                                              is simply a marker

                                                                  of your absence in my life

                                                                  of your senseless murder

                                                                  of my utter despair

Arohanui
Kia kaha


KG
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Annie Lennox fingernail MOON

In honour of all our loved ones. Nothing I could say would be as good as this amazing song. Long reign the moon and Annie Lennox!!! Much love, KG XX

CATS RULE THE ROOST!!

CATS AND DOGS





mind shift

to the point

of contemplating

having a pet



the never again

having been slowly

wittled away

by the empty spaces



we have experimented

with dogs

having them as visitors

or house guests even



but deep down

we are cat people

catwomen



Misty and Sparkey

took some of our hearts

but maybe



just maybe



there are two kittens

looking to live

with us



As of last Saturday, the two kittens below live with us.  Our resistance finally worn away, we
have opened ourselves up to the disarray and joy of having pets again.

SMUDGE on the left, and his brother SOOTY on the right, came to us from a dear friend at work.

YAY!!
Arohanui

KG
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