Waking up this morning was somewhat difficult upon reading the news that over 100 people had been killed in what appears to be coordinated terrorist attacks across Paris.

I'm sure that all on here are as shocked as the rest of the world is and feel for the victims as well as their families.

Waking up this morning was somewhat difficult upon reading the news that over 100 people had been killed in what appears to be coordinated terrorist attacks across Paris.

I'm sure that all on here are as shocked as the rest of the world is and feel for the victims as well as their families.

It made me sick to my stomach upon hearing the news ... my thoughts and my deepest sympathy goes out to the victims, families and the French. This effects so many though.

The grief must be overwhelming for France and it's people. It's just past 5am in Paris right now so many families would still not know the fate or whereabouts of their loved ones.

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I won't speculate on that Macca as that is basically the goal of these barbarians: to create fear and confusion.

As you said, absolutely gut wrenching.

I won't speculate on that Macca as that is basically the goal of these barbarians: to create fear and confusion.

As you said, absolutely gut wrenching.

Yes, you're right ... it's times like these that we sometimes look to find solutions when those solutions aren't easily obtainable anyway.

Again, it's just deplorable and horrifying what has happened.

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I would think this action might just be the straw that breaks the camels back regarding a world response which could see us be part of a strong united front against terrorism.

This is really very disturbing!

I am very sad and angry that elements of humanity have come to this!

My heart goes out to Paris!

As some know, I live in Paris. Nowhere near where this happened, though I know it well. My wife's office is in the 10th, we were due to go in today and put together some Ikea shelving (don't ask ...). My son has school this morning, even though it's Saturday, but that has been cancelled. Hard to think of what kids must feel growing up amongst these kinds of events.

Around us, it's very very quiet. We live near an RER station, and there's usually a stream of people coming and going, even moreso on a Saturday. Not this morning.

From what I can see, no-one can quite grasp what's gone on. The local press and media are primarily just trying to catch up on events, there's very little analysis or reflection. But you would have to say that it's something of a game-changer, and I suspect that our idea of what a "normal day in Paris" entails is about to change.

Tragic. Hard times.

As some know, I live in Paris. Nowhere near where this happened, though I know it well. My wife's office is in the 10th, we were due to go in today and put together some Ikea shelving (don't ask ...). My son has school this morning, even though it's Saturday, but that has been cancelled. Hard to think of what kids must feel growing up amongst these kinds of events.

Around us, it's very very quiet. We live near an RER station, and there's usually a stream of people coming and going, even moreso on a Saturday. Not this morning.

From what I can see, no-one can quite grasp what's gone on. The local press and media are primarily just trying to catch up on events, there's very little analysis or reflection. But you would have to say that it's something of a game-changer, and I suspect that our idea of what a "normal day in Paris" entails is about to change.

Tragic. Hard times.

Bonne chance, mon ami!

Waking up this morning was somewhat difficult upon reading the news that over 100 people had been killed in what appears to be coordinated terrorist attacks across Paris.

I'm sure that all on here are as shocked as the rest of the world is and feel for the victims as well as their families.

not shocked anymore, re this, as its expected in my mind, as 'the time of troubles' ramps up, & the rise of the black scourge is happening.

now its damned if we do or if we don not. it seems they're is no escaping this 'time of troubles'.

As some know, I live in Paris. Nowhere near where this happened, though I know it well. My wife's office is in the 10th, we were due to go in today and put together some Ikea shelving (don't ask ...). My son has school this morning, even though it's Saturday, but that has been cancelled. Hard to think of what kids must feel growing up amongst these kinds of events.

Around us, it's very very quiet. We live near an RER station, and there's usually a stream of people coming and going, even moreso on a Saturday. Not this morning.

From what I can see, no-one can quite grasp what's gone on. The local press and media are primarily just trying to catch up on events, there's very little analysis or reflection. But you would have to say that it's something of a game-changer, and I suspect that our idea of what a "normal day in Paris" entails is about to change.

Tragic. Hard times.

all he best 'bing181'.

keep your family safe mate. your still the very lucky IMO, to be living over there in Paris, even at this time..

viva la french`

I am here in 11th District with my girl-friend and our 3 mth old MFC supporter. We were in a restaurant 300m from the Bataclan attack when it happened and had just driven past the venue in a Uber. Was super impressed with Parisians, shops open this morning, even across the road from the theatre, life going on, people sad but not cowed. French Police, etc, were amazing last night, very calm and professional, all doing their job. Love this place. Was here for a party for the weekend 1st trip since new supporter was born... Also was sad to see scooters and bikes locked to fence outside theatre, obviously belonging to people who can't collect them.

I am here in 11th District with my girl-friend and our 3 mth old MFC supporter. We were in a restaurant 300m from the Bataclan attack when it happened and had just driven past the venue in a Uber. Was super impressed with Parisians, shops open this morning, even across the road from the theatre, life going on, people sad but not cowed. French Police, etc, were amazing last night, very calm and professional, all doing their job. Love this place. Was here for a party for the weekend 1st trip since new supporter was born... Also was sad to see scooters and bikes locked to fence outside theatre, obviously belonging to people who can't collect them.

Im glad to hear your safe mate. keep alert but keep enjoying yourself! we've just had a guy arrested here with a bag of hand grenades. the airport has gone nuts. Security forces locking the place down. its starting to settle down a bit but I'm going to the pub.

Im glad to hear your safe mate. keep alert but keep enjoying yourself! we've just had a guy arrested here with a bag of hand grenades. the airport has gone nuts. Security forces locking the place down. its starting to settle down a bit but I'm going to the pub.

Where are you Munga?... can't be Australia if you're off to the pub at that hour of the morning.

Could be London H-T, apparently a guy was stopped in Gatwick last night.

I have just got back from Paris last week and am still coming to grips with the wonderful memories that I brought home with me verses the events of the last couple of days. A beautiful city with terrific people. I commented to my travelling companion about the weapons being carried as standard issue by the police. We were inner city but even so we are lucky being down here in Melbourne.

So, headed in today to get around to building that Ikea shelving (see above ...). Walked past the Bataclan (just round the corner from where we were going).

Found it impossible to imagine the reality of the horror of it all. Seems unreal, to be standing there on a beautiful Parisian autumn morning, looking at a scene of a massacre. The sign out the front still displays: "Coming: Eagles of Death Metal". Even looking at the laneway down the side, and seeing the second floor window where the woman was hanging by her fingertips until someone managed to pull her in ... like rewatching a dream. Hard to grasp.

What brought it home was this: across the road, is a small park. Completely surrounded now by flowers, candles, dedications, photos, flags, you-name-it, lots of people there standing round silently, laying flowers etc., along with others with little stalls handing out hot drinks and sandwiches, the whole street still lined with TV crews and camera trucks.

And at one point amongst it all - a woman's bike, a run of the mill, thrash around Paris bike, locked to the fence: but covered in flowers. Someone's bike that the owner, for whatever reason, hasn't been able to come back and collect.

They were real people, with real lives, real families, senselessly cut down.

Difficult.

(took a photo, but can't work out how to post it ...)

So, headed in today to get around to building that Ikea shelving (see above ...). Walked past the Bataclan (just round the corner from where we were going).

Found it impossible to imagine the reality of the horror of it all. Seems unreal, to be standing there on a beautiful Parisian autumn morning, looking at a scene of a massacre. The sign out the front still displays: "Coming: Eagles of Death Metal". Even looking at the laneway down the side, and seeing the second floor window where the woman was hanging by her fingertips until someone managed to pull her in ... like rewatching a dream. Hard to grasp.

What brought it home was this: across the road, is a small park. Completely surrounded now by flowers, candles, dedications, photos, flags, you-name-it, lots of people there standing round silently, laying flowers etc., along with others with little stalls handing out hot drinks and sandwiches, the whole street still lined with TV crews and camera trucks.

And at one point amongst it all - a woman's bike, a run of the mill, thrash around Paris bike, locked to the fence: but covered in flowers. Someone's bike that the owner, for whatever reason, hasn't been able to come back and collect.

They were real people, with real lives, real families, senselessly cut down.

Difficult.

(took a photo, but can't work out how to post it ...)

Thanks Bing.

That says as much as any photograph.

So, headed in today to get around to building that Ikea shelving (see above ...). Walked past the Bataclan (just round the corner from where we were going).

Found it impossible to imagine the reality of the horror of it all. Seems unreal, to be standing there on a beautiful Parisian autumn morning, looking at a scene of a massacre. The sign out the front still displays: "Coming: Eagles of Death Metal". Even looking at the laneway down the side, and seeing the second floor window where the woman was hanging by her fingertips until someone managed to pull her in ... like rewatching a dream. Hard to grasp.

What brought it home was this: across the road, is a small park. Completely surrounded now by flowers, candles, dedications, photos, flags, you-name-it, lots of people there standing round silently, laying flowers etc., along with others with little stalls handing out hot drinks and sandwiches, the whole street still lined with TV crews and camera trucks.

And at one point amongst it all - a woman's bike, a run of the mill, thrash around Paris bike, locked to the fence: but covered in flowers. Someone's bike that the owner, for whatever reason, hasn't been able to come back and collect.

They were real people, with real lives, real families, senselessly cut down.

Difficult.

Thanks from me too, Bing. As Dr John said, better than a photograph.

What an awful world we live in. I've got a few Muslim friends here in Melbourne who feel the same way.

No idea what the solution is - other than to keep trying to communicate with each other.

So, headed in today to get around to building that Ikea shelving (see above ...). Walked past the Bataclan (just round the corner from where we were going).

Found it impossible to imagine the reality of the horror of it all. Seems unreal, to be standing there on a beautiful Parisian autumn morning, looking at a scene of a massacre. The sign out the front still displays: "Coming: Eagles of Death Metal". Even looking at the laneway down the side, and seeing the second floor window where the woman was hanging by her fingertips until someone managed to pull her in ... like rewatching a dream. Hard to grasp.

What brought it home was this: across the road, is a small park. Completely surrounded now by flowers, candles, dedications, photos, flags, you-name-it, lots of people there standing round silently, laying flowers etc., along with others with little stalls handing out hot drinks and sandwiches, the whole street still lined with TV crews and camera trucks.

And at one point amongst it all - a woman's bike, a run of the mill, thrash around Paris bike, locked to the fence: but covered in flowers. Someone's bike that the owner, for whatever reason, hasn't been able to come back and collect.

They were real people, with real lives, real families, senselessly cut down.

Difficult.

Thanks from me too, Bing. As Dr John said, better than a photograph.

What an awful world we live in. I've got a few Muslim friends here in Melbourne who feel the same way.

No idea what the solution is - other than to keep trying to communicate with each other.

leadership starts from the top, & in a lack of leadership, mayhem takes hold. We're seeing it now time and again, and until the good people stand up, those with agendas of fundamentalism & radical ways, hold us all to ransom & fear.

there is a lack of leadership & of decisiveness from within our different communities, Re this current cultural issue of fundamentalism, control, & of radicalism. Fear is taking control & showing itself as distrust, fear, aggression, violence, & of death & destruction.

...... all these negatives are happening because of differing views & desires of this world at this time of troubles.

the world is heating up, just as man life is heating up, just as this age is heating up ?