Kate and George Psaradakis

Here he explains how he's still struggling to come to terms with what he saw on July 7th.

And you can watch our filmed report from the link to the right of this page.

From the 7th of July last year; every day, every hour, every minute I think of that. I'm stuck. I hope one day I will discover my own self. But at the moment I don't have plans and dreams. I live one day at a time ...

On July 7th, I'd almost finished my shift when I heard on the intercom that the Underground was closed. I knew it was going to be busy and quickly my bus filled up. As police cordoned off Euston Road I announced to my passengers that I was going on diversion. Then I asked a parking attendant what the name of this place so I could inform the garage. He said: "Tavistock Square".

I heard a bang. You know from where I was sitting it was loud but not deafening. For a split second I thought did I hit something? It never crossed my mind that it was a bomb.

I touched my head and it was just dust. I was so stunned and puzzled with what was happening. I had a glance at the back of the bus then I knew it was a bomb, not a suicide, but I knew it was a bomb because of the devastation.

And I see the debris of the bus falling around me. The windscreen blew off and you know lots of things falling. And nothing, absolutely nothing touches me. I mean one debris if it was to fall in the right way it would chop my head.

I touched my head and it was just dust. I was so stunned and puzzled with what was happening. I had a glance at the back of the bus then I knew it was a bomb, not a suicide, but I knew it was a bomb because of the devastation. It was carnage. I could see death. I could smell death.

There were people lying on the road. I tried to help to make them more comfortable but of course two or three were dying or they were dead. I was in a panic as well. What to do, what to do to save some people.

I was taken to a makeshift hospital nearby. I started shaking and crying because I was overwhelmed - then I realised more what was happening. It was there that one police officer in plain clothes, he was passing by when the explosion occurred, and he hold me tight. He says to me "George" - I told him my name - "George, come on". He was holding me like a brother.

I believe very strongly that for me to live it was a miracle. That I was protected by the Virgin Mary.

I went back to work in September because I had to provide for my family. But I could also sense that the public were fearful of travelling on buses. So I thought to myself if my going back to work I can contribute to lessen that fear I'd do it.

In the beginning it was difficult to drive again but I gathered all my inner strength and went forward. It was very difficult the first couple of days that I passed near Tavistock Square because scenes from that incident are always in my mind.

It's no good being arrogant saying 'I'm ok'. Although physically nothing happened to me, psychologically I have been traumatised. You have to admit that and seek help, and counselling is a great help.

I think about why I was spared and other people not and it's very sad to think about these things, especially to remember my passengers. What really bothers me mostly is that they were under my care and someone dared come into my bus, and so cowardly spread death.

I couldn't have protected them. I'm very angry about that - he didn't give them a chance.

My family are very supportive. But they have been affected as well because there are moments were I was, and still am, moody. In the beginning I was crying. Things changed in our family. We used to be a very happy family, with our problems, but I would describe our life as happy. And since that incident even our life at home has changed.

Sometimes I don't like my children to listen to loud music or I don't like to watch what they're watching on tv - particularly violent images. They are trivial things, but still they have a bad effect in our everyday life.

But in front of us is life and we have to live it. So I think London is back to normality. I don't think people are afraid anymore. I think it's still too soon for me. I hope after today the healing process will start working overtime.

I will participate in the anniversary events today but no matter how hard I try not to remember the ugly images will come into mind and I'm sure I will feel very emotional.