7th July

This morning the News is dominated by a gunman on the loose in the North East, yet it's the 5th Anniversary of the 7/7 attacks on London. A day after London rejoiced after being awarded the 2012 Olympic Games, the city was rocked by bombs on the Underground and a bus. The suspicion heaped upon many Londoners in a days after just because they were of arabic or asian appearance was only too real. Yet the resilience of the city was also shown, I hope today that the media finds an opening to reflect on the events of that day.

Yesterday was another day on the M25 as we visited the bank and solicitors to handle my aunt's estate. Not sure what was more challenging, having all the correct certificates and paperwork pertaining to my aunt or trying to prove my mum's identity. In a world of cards, passports and driving licenses that many of us carry ,the elderly re so often left behind. When cheques are phased out in a few years time, I feel for some elderly people who will experience difficulty accessing their own cash. The decision to do away with the pension book and the trip to the post office might have been administratively convenient for government but it did little to assist pensioners.

Spent the evening watching Holland v Uruguay. Over the years Uruguay have shown the primitive side of football, while Holland have been Europe's finest exponents of the beautiful game. From the 1974 side of Cryuff through the Gullitt and Van Basten years the Dutch have demonstrated how the game should be played. When Bergkamp scored in my opinion the finest world cup goal I've seen to dispose of Argentina in 1998, the Dutch method of individual skill and the belief that all players should feel confident with the ball at their feet shone through. Last night Holland did enough, what awaits them as a final against either Spain or the old enemy Germany.