Some years back, I was about 200 yards away when the I.R.A. blew an eight foot square hole in the front wall of The Hare an Hounds pub in Maidstone, Kent, sending the landlord's Rover saloon across the road, on its roof. The blast literally stopped my car dead in the road. It sure felt like a terrorist attack. The pub was rebuilt, and is still thriving; not so the Rover (there's a good side to everything).

DT