Hemel Hempstead Oil Terminal Blast

Well it’s 8 O’Clock in the morning, and I’ve been up since just before 6 O’Clock. I had just finished giving my son a bottle and was heading back to bed when the blast happened. There was a long low rumbling sound like thunder, as the shock-wave hit the house the loft door lifted up and clattered down.

I went out into the street and there was no-one else up. There was a strange pulsating glow in the sky.
I’m within 2 miles of Buncefield Oil Terminal and the sky is now quite eerie, the sun is rising and has turned a strange sulphurous yellow.

A huge black plume of smoke is hanging over my house.