tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8650332.post9060423426422163710..comments2024-03-18T08:20:19.461+00:00Comments on Transpontine: Woolworths New CrossUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8650332.post-41731792395305989792024-01-20T17:04:33.855+00:002024-01-20T17:04:33.855+00:00Oh wow I never knew that but I did work in the Ice...Oh wow I never knew that but I did work in the Iceland there and always said it was haunted. Worked there in the 90s and as with most Iceland stores there warehouse is in three basement - there'd be loads of times I'd be in the warehouse and you could hear the screams and laughter of children and a bell ringing like the sound of playtime in primary school. No one ever believed me when I kept saying what I could hearAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8650332.post-62979986405153758862018-01-27T17:00:37.879+00:002018-01-27T17:00:37.879+00:00My father told me about this he said he was 4 year...My father told me about this he said he was 4 years old in Woolworths with his mum my Nan and because he was crying so much about something my Nan got so fed up and left the store thank god they were so lucky just one of dads story’s he left behind bless him rip dad ❤️XxxAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8650332.post-71197140657735374612012-01-13T21:29:06.762+00:002012-01-13T21:29:06.762+00:00My grandfather was on reserved occupation driving ...My grandfather was on reserved occupation driving goods around the capital for the armed forces and MoD and he had to recover the bodies. I don't think the tragedy ever left him and he only discussed this towards the end of his life.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8650332.post-68407028369734327902009-02-24T15:54:00.000+00:002009-02-24T15:54:00.000+00:00This was the site of the first Moonbow Jakes and I...This was the site of the first Moonbow Jakes and I used to hear a lot of first hand accounts in the early years of that awful day. If my memory serves me well, the reason for such a high death and injury toll was that a new delivery of saucepans had arrived that morning, the first in a year or more. Mothers queued with their children outside before opening to ensure they managed to bag one. This cost them their lives. The explosion was so powerful that a man waiting to cross the road outside the Marquis was blown back through the double doors and ended up injured on the bar. A bus passing had the paint stripped off from the blast severely injuring all onboard. I have always regretted not keeping a record of these stories as the people who spoke sounded as if they were talking about last week. The trauma never left them.<BR/><BR/>John from Moonbow JakesAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com