I guess the lesson is if you're ever near a big fire which might result in an explosion get the fuck away from the window.
I was living in the Isle of Dogs at the time of the South Quay bomb. When it exploded, I was sitting at the window studying, but because we were only on the third floor of a tower block, the force of the explosion blew all the windows in near the top and the pressure wave then travelled down the building's heating shaft. As a result, the windows in our flat were blown out rather than in, and I wasn't injured at all. It would have been a different story had we lived further up.
I'd got home from work early, it was a nice warm evening and we were sitting out on the balcony of our little maisonette in Leyton with the news playing on the radio when we heard and felt the blast. Every car alarm on the estate went off and a couple of minutes later we heard why.
I was living in the Isle of Dogs at the time of the South Quay bomb. When it exploded, I was sitting at the window studying, but because we were only on the third floor of a tower block, the force of the explosion blew all the windows in near the top and the pressure wave then travelled down the building's heating shaft. As a result, the windows in our flat were blown out rather than in, and I wasn't injured at all. It would have been a different story had we lived further up.