The morning of July 7, 2005, began like any other. Commuters streamed onto the Underground, clutching briefcases and newspapers, jostling for space on packed platforms. Above ground, red double-decker buses weaved through the city’s streets, collecting passengers.
But at 8.50am, the familiar rhythm of a Thursday morning was shattered. In an instant, three explosions tore through the Underground network. Silence was replaced by screaming, as smoke and flames filled the tunnels and carriages were plunged into darkness.