Silence on Oxford Street

It didn't actually feel strange travelling into or being in central London today, one year on. Hope that's a good, positive state of mind.

In fact you wouldn't have known that it was anything other than an ordinary day unless you'd been near one of the memorial sites or until midday when a seemingly universally respected two minute silence started.

Starbucks baristas left their coffee machines, passing pedestrians stopped in their tracks and the traffic down Oxford Street ground to a halt. It was as though someone had pulled the plug on London and things just stopped.

A growl of diesel engines and a smattering of polite applause signalled the end and life simply returned to normal.