TESTIMONY_GIVER:
  Yes, I am.  It's still very painful even after 10 years, although I was there.  I was injured slightly.  My ears are not too good today, but I get by - and my legs, but I was one of the fortunate ones, I must admit, and the concrete pillar saved me.  There was this enormous explosion.  What I remember is seeing flashing lights of all colours - red, blue, green, and a horrendous noise that actually went right down into your body.  But there was like a vacuum after that.  There was silence, and then all of a sudden there was this swooshing sound and everything just went berserk.  I don't know - when I spoke to the Bomb Squad afterwards they told me it's an impact.  There's a fraction of a second, or two seconds, before it actually takes everything away in its stride.  It happened so fast, and you actually - we didn't know what had happened.  It was so tremendous that for the moment you don't know what - what had happened.  Then we saw it in its full colours.  It was a massive blood bath, with flesh and blood dripping from the walls.  I remember seeing half a head on an optic.  I remember smelling burning flesh, and dragging people out.  There were people walking round in circles.  They had splinters of glass, enormous, through their heads, through their backs.  They didn't know what had happened.  One minute they were enjoying a beer and laughing to the music, and the next minute there was this chaos.  We had no idea.  Even I never knew it was a bomb.  We had no idea what it was.  But then Mr Davidson, who was the owner of the hotel, told everybody to please leave as fast as possible, and get the victims out in case there was another explosion.  He was scared there was going to be a second one.  We had help from the Holiday Inn, the next hotel.  The police were there very soon.  The ambulances came very soon.  It was two minutes and they were there.  It was incredible.  But it was getting the injured out fast and quick before we thought there would be another explosion.  And it was coming back inside, being hurt myself, but not badly, and looking at this devastation.  I've seen movies, horror movies.  I've experienced horrific things in Rhodesia.  I have never seen this in my life.  The inside of the Why Not Bar is - I cannot explain it to you.  It has lived with me for about 10 years now.  I still have nightmares, because you wake up and you see this in front of you again.  I know how the victims must feel.  I feel for them.  And this all came together, I must admit - we'd forgotten about it, I must admit, and everybody went their own way, until the victims, well, some of them, opened a newspaper reading and they phoned me.  They tried to contact me, and then eventually they got to know where I was, and they said to me, "Helen, how can we allow this?  Read such and such a paper and have a look inside it, please.  We're not going to stand for this."  I must have had 30 phone calls in one day.  And I had gone to the newspaper and opened it, and I understand their feelings.