I will always remember the day we went to the hospital with my son .my husband is mixed race british indian/white and i am british white . My husband had our son in a baby sling on his chest and had zipped his coat up around them both to keep warm as it was a chilly day .it was a year after the 7/7 bombings so the armed police were still on Alert around the uk at train stations .we walked out of the station me leading the way my husband and son behind .as i turned to ask if we should walk or get a taxi to the hospital ,i saw one of the two armed police officers go to lift his gun as he saw my hubby a brown skined man with a large lump under his coat i gave him the death stare and his fellow officer saw that it was my baby son in his sling and put his hand up to wave us on .And thats the story of when my 3month old child was mistaken for a bomb.