I was searching for news about this but couldn't find anything until now.
I went back to charterhouse street today to go through what happened before i give a statement to the police which i'll be doing on Monday. it's not on my normal cycle route. By chance i was there exactly a week after the even, almost to the minute.
I was sat there looking and thinking and trying to remember exactly what had happened when this fella came over to talk to me. He recognised me from the previous week. He'd been sat on one of the buses that was coming up Charterhouse while the dustcart was coming down.
The message put up on the wall had gone. I only knew it had been there as he'd told me. He also told me to search for this thread as there was info. and he told me the girls name.
It has helped a little reading this. At the time it was just shocking and i didn't really want to talk discuss it with any of the other witnesses, but a couple of days later i started to wonder more about how it had happened. I expect others feel the same, like Ale.
I don't know if i'll learn any more when i speak to the policeman on Monday. If i do i will pass it on. What i can tell you, and this is gleaned from what i saw and talking to the police on the day. I didn't see the girl get hit. when i first new something was wrong the dustcart was moving down charterhouse from holborn circus. The truck didn't stop until it had to because of a red light at the bottom of charterhouse. I was trying to get his attention but he just refused to look at me. Even with the truck stopped and and two others stood right in front of his cab waving and shouting it still took him about 5 - 10 seconds to glance down at us. The girl was dead when the truck dropped her on the road. One of the first people up to her was her boyfriend. He'd been cycling with her at the time. if you heard a scream it could have been his.
There are a few images that will stay with me from that evening; one of the things i found hard to accept was what happens after.
The officer that had taken my initial statement said I could leave so I walked back up Hatton Garden. About an hour later I walked down Farringdon street, past the bottom of Charterhouse. The street had emptied of people. It was still cordoned with a couple of officers standing at each side of the pavement explaining to pedestrians that they couldn’t pass. But all the paramedics and emergency vehicles were gone.
All there was were the vehicles that had been abandoned, the motorbike, a bus, a car, the dustcart.
And in the middle of the road was a red blanket, with the girl underneath. It was dark and she was all alone. that was horrible.
I was searching for news about this but couldn't find anything until now.
I went back to charterhouse street today to go through what happened before i give a statement to the police which i'll be doing on Monday. it's not on my normal cycle route. By chance i was there exactly a week after the even, almost to the minute.
I was sat there looking and thinking and trying to remember exactly what had happened when this fella came over to talk to me. He recognised me from the previous week. He'd been sat on one of the buses that was coming up Charterhouse while the dustcart was coming down.
The message put up on the wall had gone. I only knew it had been there as he'd told me. He also told me to search for this thread as there was info. and he told me the girls name.
It has helped a little reading this. At the time it was just shocking and i didn't really want to talk discuss it with any of the other witnesses, but a couple of days later i started to wonder more about how it had happened. I expect others feel the same, like Ale.
I don't know if i'll learn any more when i speak to the policeman on Monday. If i do i will pass it on. What i can tell you, and this is gleaned from what i saw and talking to the police on the day. I didn't see the girl get hit. when i first new something was wrong the dustcart was moving down charterhouse from holborn circus. The truck didn't stop until it had to because of a red light at the bottom of charterhouse. I was trying to get his attention but he just refused to look at me. Even with the truck stopped and and two others stood right in front of his cab waving and shouting it still took him about 5 - 10 seconds to glance down at us. The girl was dead when the truck dropped her on the road. One of the first people up to her was her boyfriend. He'd been cycling with her at the time. if you heard a scream it could have been his.
There are a few images that will stay with me from that evening; one of the things i found hard to accept was what happens after.
The officer that had taken my initial statement said I could leave so I walked back up Hatton Garden. About an hour later I walked down Farringdon street, past the bottom of Charterhouse. The street had emptied of people. It was still cordoned with a couple of officers standing at each side of the pavement explaining to pedestrians that they couldn’t pass. But all the paramedics and emergency vehicles were gone.
All there was were the vehicles that had been abandoned, the motorbike, a bus, a car, the dustcart.
And in the middle of the road was a red blanket, with the girl underneath. It was dark and she was all alone. that was horrible.