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A personal history of two major London bombings.An insider's description of dealing with major terrorist outrages.A personal reflection of the professional and emotional aspects of dealing with these horrific events.Cliff Todd was a forensic scientist completely involved with all aspects of both the 7/7 and 21/7 terrorist bombings in London. Cliff continued to be closely connected to the various court cases that followed these harrowing events up until his retirement from the forensics department of the MOD in 2013. It was only with this retirement that he was able to properly review his involvement with these terrorist outrages. Up until this point, through his connection with the actual events and the ongoing prosecutions, he had always had to look at these two major bombings from an entirely professional and objective perspective. Now he was able to look at them from a much more personal and reflective viewpoint.Then, following the sudden death of his wife, Cliff started to write some simple memoirs, purely as personal therapy. One of these became a narrative of his involvement with these bombings. What started out as a straightforward history of this disaster rapidly turned into a much more personal recollection of that time. He realised that he had locked away a much less professional and more emotive reaction to these events in a 'Room 101' within his memory. It was this story of these bombings, from the initial scenes of devastation to the subsequent court cases, and the effects that they had unknowingly had on him that now make up this book.This is a human story, at times horrific and sad but also containing the excitement and humour that accompanies these kind of incidents. It shows an intimate portrait of the people and proceedings going on behind the scenes, and also a much more detailed description of dealing with these bombing than most of us will see from the news reports on them.

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Philosophie et théologie

Memoir

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Publié par	Troubador Publishing Ltd
Date de parution	28 novembre 2017
Nombre de lectures	0
EAN13	9781788031158
Langue	English
Poids de l'ouvrage	1 Mo

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7/7 and 21/7 delving into room 101
Cliff Todd
Contents
Introduction
7 July 2005
8–11 July
12 July
12–14 July – Leeds
21 July
23 – 31 July
August – November 2005
December – New Year 2006
Pagan Truffle
The Forensic Evidence – Pre-trial (for 21/7)
The Trial
The Defence Expert
Millie
The Trial – continued…
Jean Charles de Menezes
Application to Appeal
Copyright © 2017 Cliff Todd

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To the memory of Vanessa my wife, for all that she was to me. And to Jim & Gillian, without whose encouragement I would never have seen this through.
Introduction
Room 101 – in George Orwell’s Nineteen Eighty-Four , a dread place where one’s worst fears are kept, as instruments of torture and control. Popularised by the TV programme as somewhere to drop things into, anything you don’t like or don’t want to face. And if you don’t go back in there, you won’t have to face them – maybe. The thing is, for me anyway, that stuff has not actually gone away, it just sort of – lurks. Which can have its own effects, if perhaps more subtle than trying to deal head-on with whatever you’re not facing.
When I retired, I was asked if I was going to write my memoirs, to which I replied, quite emphatically, no. I was done with work. My wife, Vanessa, had cancer, but it was under control, we and her doctors all thought she would have a few years in which we could do lots of stuff that we had always wanted to, and basically have some quality time together. Life had other ideas, and a few years turned into six months, when she died very suddenly. This hit me really quite hard, and my main way of coping was to do what I think I’ve always tended to do – tell myself to suck it up, there’s nothing I can do about it, move on. But I also started writing a bit, just purely personal stuff, not for anyone to read, and it seemed to help a bit. Anyway, after a couple of years, I was more or less done with that, but I still quite liked writing, so was casting about for something a bit more specific to write about. And then I just suddenly thought about 7/7 and 21/7 – that was a very intense part of my life, which I had never really talked about much, just bits and pieces with close family and friends. Maybe I could write something about that, might even show it to some family or friends, if they were interested – there was certainly a story there. And while in the past I had written much on the subject, it was in a professional capacity, so all very objective and addressing specific questions for specific audiences. This time I could write something personal, and with no constraints, since it would be for my own benefit.
And so I started writing it. But in doing so, I was having to try and remember things that had long since been put out of my mind – and I gradually realised that actually, I had never really thought about any of it in any sort of reflective way – I had just moved through it, never looking back. So when I began, thoughts I had about personal aspects of this story started out as one thing, but as I reflected, while trying to remember the course of events, those thoughts and opinions gradually became somewhat different. And only right at the end did the term ‘Room 101’ occur to me, but when it did, I thought – “You know what, that is a really good metaphor for what I have been doing in my head, just dropping stuff in there so I don’t have to face it.” Probably for much of my life, but certainly where 7/7 and 21/7 were concerned. And so I missed the chance to see that I might be being affected by what I was dealing with – and the effect that might have had on Vanessa. And now, of course, it’s too late to change any of that. Perhaps there’s a useful lesson in there for others who might find themselves in similar situations at some point in their lives.
Anyway, now it’s written. Of course, it is now several years since all this happened, and although I had a few notes, basically this is all from memory – so it is bound to be flawed and hazy, certainly not an accurate chronicle. And I will say this here – I think I did an OK job with it all, but only because of everyone else who contributed – but I believe that the whole 7/7 and 21/7 thing was the main reason for my OBE, though I can’t ever know for sure. Bottom line, I don’t think that my contribution was even close to meriting the OBE, but I was only too happy to accept it – for Vanessa’s sake, for all she’d had to put up with; late-night calls, disappearing off to places at short notice, generally not being around much, and for all my own faults. And then she was so proud, and she gets a day at the Palace, and she loved that all. So as far as I’m concerned, the OBE was hers. Anyway – the story…
7 July 2005
First, a quick explanation of where I worked at the time. This is an establishment known as the Forensic Explosives Laboratory (FEL). The function of the FEL is to provide police forces with a forensic investigation service into the explosives aspects of any incidents of the criminal misuse of explosives on the UK mainland. The FEL is based on a Ministry of Defence (MOD) site at Fort Halstead, near Sevenoaks in Kent. Hereinafter, this establishment is referred to as either the Fort or FEL, which I have used interchangeably. The part of the MOD that this site is used by is the Defence Science and Technology Laboratory, otherwise known as Dstl, and FEL is part of this larger organisation. The main point to note here is that, although FEL’s work is largely for the police, rather than the MOD, and is hence generally quite self-contained within Dstl, FEL does, on occasion, need access to the wider facilities of Dstl, and this will become apparent later in this narrative.
Sat at my desk, maybe 08.30, quite early for me, can’t remember why, but that was about to change (along with many other things, though I knew nothing of that just then). The phone rings. It’s Geoff (FEL’s police liaison officer), says there’s reports of an incident on the Tube, Piccadilly line, Russell Square. They’re not sure what, calling it a ‘power outage’, but just a heads up at the moment. So I wander down to the liaison office for a chat. What’s a ‘power outage’ then? No one’s sure but Geoff’s got the news on now. And something certainly seems to be happening, and some first reports that there may be some casualties. From a power outage? Gradually it becomes clear that whatever it is, something quite bad has happened and SO15 (the Met police anti-terrorist branch, SO13 as they were then, but SO15 now) are attending.
So I wander round to Kim’s office, give her a heads up that she may need to attend a scene, but not sure at the moment. Also suggested that if there is something, it may be good for Richard to go along, he’s not been to a scene before. In hindsight, maybe I wouldn’t have suggested that, but I had no clue at that point how the day (and in a way my life) was going to unfold.
Well, things accelerated pretty quickly from there, with more reports of similar incidents at Aldgate and Edgware stations. ‘Power outage’ wasn’t cutting it any longer. As luck would have it Sarah L was staying in her flat near Canary Wharf at the time, and she hadn’t left for FEL, having heard about problems on the Tube, and she phoned in, so I asked her if she was OK to go straight to Aldgate and offer her services to whoever was there for SO15 – which of course she was.
Meanwhile, Kim and Richard arrived at the RVP (rendezvous point) for Russell Square – by which time a bus had blown up in Tavistock Square, so SO15 asked Kim to go there, and leave poor Richard at Russell Square – some introduction to a scene! Indeed, given the growing realisation that some kind of multiple attack on London was in progress, Richard being only an assistant case officer, should not and could not be left at that scene by himself.
Which still left Edgware Station, so Hazel was despatched there. Claire was on leave, and Sharon was somewhere else, for the morning at least, so that left only me to go and rescue Richard. So a police car was summoned to the Fort – but by then management were beginning to stir themselves, and asking about – guess what – health and safety, have to have someone from SHEF (Safety, Health, Environment and Fire, our health and safety department)! Well as it happened, my brother Rob was working in SHEF for Dstl at the time, so I said OK, if I must have someone, I’ll take him. Later, there were mutterings that I should have taken Charlie from SHEF, because he was more senior. I won’t get into all that here (that could be its own chapter!). Suffice it to say, I simply said that Charlie’s safety expertise is with explosives – I don’t need that, I am one of Dstl’s top explosives experts, especially with IEDs (Improvised Explosive Devices). If I need any safety a