I forgot we had a a yahrzeit. We’re not Jewish, but we #StandWithIsrael, this day more than most.

Raising a glass on this terrible anniversary to those murdered (& their families) & those kidnapped & horrifically abused by Hamas & Palestinians on #October7th. L’chaim & #AmYisraelChai. 🇬🇧🇮🇱

Ali one of our founders stood outside the Senedd in Cardiff today to remind the Welsh Government that we will not tolerate Jew hate in the Senedd or on the streets. With her in the second photo is Cathy Larkman, Director of the WRN & retired senior police officer.

@back_badger 😋 ...😅

May they rest in peace. #RememberingOctober7 🙏🕊️

A Letter to the World’s Leftists and to Righteous People : 7th of October. There are days history writes in ink, days it writes in tears, and days so terrible that history writes their names in blood. October 7 was such a day. The morning came quietly. Some were sleeping. Some were praying. Mothers were beside their children. Then Hamas terrorists, the Palestinian Muslim Brotherhood, entered homes in Israel. Blood. Fire. Screams. Women were raped. Children were burned. Families were executed. Babies were kidnapped. Jews were hunted and murdered. Homes that once held prayers, laughter and children's footsteps became places of death. Beds became graves. A mother's arms became empty. A child's room waited for a child who would not return. There are no words large enough for such grief. Only the silence afterward. The silence of a mother waiting for her child. The silence left when evil has finished screaming. Once again, Jews were murdered for being Jews. An ancient nightmare suddenly had a date in the present tense. The old hatred had found new mouths and new excuses. From my country, the United Arab Emirates, a Muslim Arab country, came a voice within minutes calling it by its name: A terrorist attack. No excuse. No ideology can make rape resistance. No slogan can make burning a child justice. No flag can make kidnapping a baby freedom. And yet, London. Paris. Toronto. You would have expected tears. Instead, people celebrated while Jewish families searched for the missing and children remained with kidnappers. People waved the flag of the kidnappers of babies instead of demanding freedom for the babies. This was another wound of October 7. Innocent people were murdered, while others had forgotten how to mourn them. It felt as though civilisation had turned backwards. Back toward 1936. Back toward the old darkness. That was where morals failed. I have travelled to universities around the world and stood beside Jewish communities attacked simply for being Jewish, to tell them: You have a friend here. When the Holocaust happened, I was not there. I cannot go backwards and stop the trains or take one terrified child by the hand. But I was alive on October 7. And I had a choice. One day my children may ask: Where did you stand? I want to tell them: I stood with the baby, not his kidnapper. I stood with the mother, not her rapist. I stood with the murdered, not the murderer. I stood with the Jew hunted simply for being a Jew. When people found sophisticated words to excuse barbarism, I chose humanity's simplest word: No. No to rape. No to kidnapping. No to burning children. No to terrorism. No to antisemitism. Hamas, the Palestinian Muslim Brotherhood, may have lost in Gaza, but an ideology does not die because it loses a battlefield. Look at the streets of the West, universities, some parliaments and city councils. Too many young minds have become hostages to propaganda for Hamas, Hezbollah and Iran's proxies in the West. When you become silent about an October 7, you do not guarantee that October 7 will remain in the past. Hatred begins as a sentence before it becomes a scream. Extremism begins as an excuse before it becomes an act. Evil first asks to be tolerated, then excused, then normalised. Remember October 7. Remember the empty beds. Remember the empty arms. Remember the kidnapped. Remember the murdered. Remember Jewish families hunted in the one place every human should believe is safe: home. Be like my country, the UAE, where antisemitism is not an opinion to celebrate. It is a crime. Where the Muslim Brotherhood is banned, not romanticised as activists. History will ask something simple: When a child cried, where did you stand? On October 7, I knew my answer. With the baby, not the kidnapper. With the mother, not her rapist. With the innocent, not the terrorist. And when my children read this chapter of history, I want them to know: Their father did not look away.

A Statement of Conscience on October 7 I will not start by saying ‘as a Muslim’ or ‘as an imam’, but as a human being. On October 7, over 1,200 innocent people were killed in a single day. Families were shot in their homes. Young people out dancing were hunted across open fields. Over 250 people, including children and the elderly, were dragged into Gaza as hostages. I think of a mother hiding in a safe room with her baby’s mouth covered. I think of a father listening as the line went quiet. I think of families who waited month after month for someone to come home, only to receive a coffin. I didn’t need my faith to recognize the evil of what happened. My heart told me first. But I’m a Muslim and an imam, and I owe the world one honest sentence: what was done that day was a crime against God. God teaches that whoever kills one innocent soul, it is as if he had killed all humanity. This day has an author: Yahya Sinwar. He planned it, ordered it, and knew what would follow. Every death of that day and war he started rests on him and Hamas leaders who sat in tunnels and foreign hotels and called slaughter a victory. It rests on every Palestinian leader who cheered, excused, handed out sweets, or said nothing. They chose this. They own it. But Sinwar did not invent himself. He was the fruit of a tree planted almost a century ago by the Muslim Brotherhood. Hamas named itself in its founding charter as the Brotherhood’s branch in Palestine. The Brotherhood’s poison is slow. It arrives through study circles, youth camps, charity boxes, and kind words to lonely young men. Drop by drop, it teaches him that his religion is a political party, his neighbour is his enemy, the Jew is the cause of his sorrow, and God is pleased by rage. By the time the gun arrives, the soul is already taken. I have seen this poison in mosques where sermons became rallies and young men could recite slogans but not sit still for a verse on mercy. Every people that let the Brotherhood in has paid in blood and ruined generations. It has never built anything it did not first set on fire. Behind Hamas stands another hand: the IRGC. It was the IRGC’s money, weapons, and training that turned a hateful idea into an army. One calls itself Sunni and the other Shia, and they may curse each other’s creeds, but they are united in what they worship. It is not God. It is power. The same IRGC that armed the killers of October 7 shoots Iranian girls for showing their hair, hangs young men for asking to be free, and has left graves from Tehran to Damascus to Beirut. They speak in God’s name. So did Pharaoh speak in the name of heaven. So let me say this clearly. Hamas and the IRGC are not merely enemies of Islam. That would be too small a charge, as if their crime were only against us. They are enemies of God. God is the Giver of life, yet they deal in death. God calls Himself the Most Merciful, yet they have made cruelty a sacrament. God honoured the children of Adam, yet they look at a child and see a target or a shield. To murder what God created and sign His name to it is the oldest blasphemy. And we Muslims have been too quiet. Some of us were afraid. Some told ourselves it was not our business. Some, God forgive them, felt something other than horror that morning and never confessed it. Silence was the soil this poison grew in. I will not add to it. So on this anniversary, let us say plainly what our scripture already says. The Jews are not our enemies. They are our cousins in Abraham, and their dead were created by the same God who created us. Today belongs to them: the murdered, the hostages, and families who still set a place at the table. To them I say: I am sorry for what was done to you by men who used the words of my prayers. You’re not alone in your grief or remembrance. The enemies of God are those who murder in His name. We know their names. It is time we said them from our own pulpits, in our own voices, before they speak for us again. Imam Tawhidi

Of all those murdered by Hamas on or after #October7th, I am thinking especially of Lianne, Noiya, & Yahel Sharabi. I didn’t know them, but I know this spot on Porthcawl seafront. May their memories be a blessing.

Ah… Rest in peace, Eva Marie Saint.

Le CPA 10, commando parachutiste de l'air n° 10, compte dans ses rangs des chiens capables de sauter à plus de 9000 mètres d'altitude. Entre l'homme et l'animal, une complicité qui fait leur force.

British Fair is opening on 7th October at Hankyu Department Store in Osaka! This is the largest British Fair in 🇯🇵, made possible by 40 people coming from🇬🇧, showcasing fantastic British culture! 🇯🇵people can enjoy anything from afternoon tea, fish & chips, pies, to Royal Ascot, British fashion, antique furniture, and many more!! 🇯🇵❤️🇬🇧!!!

It’s midnight in Israel. As we mark the 3-year anniversary of October 7th, the worst massacre of Jews since the Holocaust, I’ll focus for the next 24 hours on honoring the memory of the victims, the heroes, and the stories. We must never forget October 7th, 2023. Never Again.

À la demande du ministre de l’Intérieur, @NunezLaurent, j’ai pris un arrêté interdisant une manifestation « contre le génocide à Gaza et pour le respect du cessez-le-feu» à Paris mercredi 7 octobre 2026. Cette date marque le troisième anniversaire de l’attaque terroriste du Hamas contre Israël et donnera lieu à de nombreuses commémorations. Dans un contexte de menace terroriste élevée et alors que les actes antisémites restent à un niveau historiquement haut dans notre pays, une telle manifestation, ce jour-là, fait peser des risques importants de troubles à l’ordre public. Face à cela, notamment, et au regard de l’ensemble des risques identifiés, ma responsabilité est de garantir la sécurité de tous. J’ai donc décidé d’interdire cette manifestation.

It was Ricardo’s funeral yesterday No photos out of respect…

Robert Fripp, Debbie 1978

As we approach three years since the horrific events of 7th October 2023, when Hamas terrorists infiltrated Israel, murdering 1,200 men, women and children, injuring thousands and taking 251 people captive, we invite you to join us in remembrance. 🗓️ Wednesday 7 October 🕔 5pm 📍Richmond Terrace (opposite Downing Street) Registration not required. Organised by the Board of Deputies of British Jews and the Jewish Leadership Council.

Pneumonic plague might kill your, but at least you can’t forget mnemonic plague - and don’t get me started on boobonic plague.

If ANYBODY understands this issue, it’s Col (Ret.) Rob Maness, USAF. A must read.

The End of the (Weston-super-Mare) Peer Show. #JeffreyArcher

I've always found it very confusing that anyone has a problem with Israel existing, even as a child - it's the ancient Jewish homeland and after the Holocaust it became non-negotiably necessary that Jews had their own, safe country. But then, I wasn't raised to hate others...