December 21 1988 was the 25th anniversary of the Lockerbie bombing. When reading up about it I was also reminded of the 1985 Kanishka bombing. There are a few excellent reads covering these atrocities, and while all this looks and feels like ancient history there is continued interest (and activity) in both cases. Finally just like the Titanic story, you have heard of it a million times, you really dont want to look into it again (there are no surprises, right?) but then all of a sudden you feel a giant octupus gliding out of the dense fog and placing a tender tentacle on your left arm forcing you to open the first page…I find the build-up to be the most gripping part- Chapter 1- and the human interest stories...and then you are stuck till the end. For those of you planning to fly a lot over the winterval (I am not)…food for thought….and best of luck.
1) PAN AM 103: Lockerbie, Wednesday, 21 December 1988, 7.03pm Bunty Galloway had just sat down in front of the television to watch This is Your Life. Outside it was windy and cold. No one was out on the narrow street in front of her house. Many of Bunty’s neighbours were also watching TV and others were wrapping gifts. It was four days before Christmas.
Suddenly, Bunty noticed a strange noise. She had never heard anything like it in her life. It was coming rapidly closer with a rising groan and howl as if at any moment the noise would make the house explode like a kettle under pressure. When she got to the door to look out, the roar had abruptly stopped. Now it was dark and quiet. The electricity had gone out.
When she looked outside, the scene was as awful and bizarre as a Hieronymus Bosch version of hell: a wall of flames, down a hill and only about 600 metres away, was bathing the town in orange light. It smelled of kerosene.