a day ago
Dubliner's Tel Aviv diary: My wife squeezes my hand in the bunker as bombs explode
One day, John Costello was celebrating at a wedding. The next he was sheltering from bombardment as war broke out between Israel and Iran. He saw the devastation as an Irish friend's flat was destroyed
I am sitting in the crowded bomb shelter in the bowels of my apartment building in the heart of Tel Aviv. It is filled with a vague smell of damp, putrid air. It is 7:30pm.
All around me people are crammed together seeking sanctuary.
