A magnificent bunch of Asian Lilies. There’s little to match these flowers’ exuberant beauty and heady perfume that fills a room.
This spray came tightly closed and unfurled over a few days.
They are still displayed on my mother’s memorial table and are a fitting tribute.
It is 10 years today since a series of bombings on London’s transport network killed 52 people.
I visited the 7 July memorial in Hyde Park. It is a stark, beautiful and very poignant arrangement of 52 stainless steel columns, each one representing the individuals who lost their lives during the city’s morning rush hour. Every slender pillar is inscribed with the time and location of the attacks and link together their four locations. There is also a stone which bears the names of the 52 people.
The permanent memorial was visited by others while I was there, while three bouquets of flowers were placed by the stone ahead of the landmark anniversary. It possesses an architectural purity while has a complexity of form, casting shadows with the sunlight and almost piercing the sky. It is a fitting marker of remembrance for an entire city and beyond.
