Getting back to BK's book. The first chapter is quite harrowing, had me in tears. I have already seen her account of the actual bombing before but it's still hard to read again. The book is beautifully written, every emotion comes out and it's hard not to be moved by it.
This is an important book for people to read because they need to understand that while BK didn't lose limbs like many of the other victims, the memories of that day are just as frightening for her. Although she isn't left with huge physical reminders that are obvious for all to see, like Jill Hick's, who lost her legs, you must remember that she was still in that carriage where the bomb went off, saw the injuries and will never forget the smells and sights of that terrible day.
That's why it annoys me when she gets accused of "cashing in" etc. Books like this need to be written, for people like me, who were not involved, to understand and for other victims who havent' spoken out to see that they are not alone.
I just can't fathom why BK has been harrassed and stalked, attacked by various nutters. She seems like a decent enough person to me who just happened to be there on 7/7 and wants to write about it.
Mrs M is quite capable of clearing up the guide dog's shit in a responsible way. The tree got in the way. The shit was in a biodegradable bag and makes good compost for the alleyway. 
