Miriam and I are safely about as far away as you can get and not fall into the Atlantic. Devon to be exact, at my grandparents. We're heading back home, probably via the Roman city of Bath... which has a bath, and no bombs. Which is good.
In case you have no idea what the hell I'm talking about: Turn on a tv, I'm sure it'll be on there. Failing that BBC News has the skinny.
In short tho: London has come under attack and lots of bombs have gone off. Great.