I marched in February, 2003, over the course of three days, in Dayton, Ohio...
We took the tube from Finsbury Park to Covent Garden then walked down to the Embankment. We were surrounded by people all walking down to Embankment - people with whistles, horns, drummers - it felt like carnival. By the time we arrived which was around 10 the whole of Embanment was a sea of...
Right after 9/11, some kind of military action was inevitable. The Bush administration decided to attack the Taliban regime in Afghanistan. Wether or not they were involved in the planning of the attacks, from what I knew of the Taliban, if the military strike helped toppling these hypocritical radicals, it would not be...
I got the train down from St Neots (Cambridgeshire) with my first child who was three and a half months old at the time. Without the use of a mobile phone (yes, really) I managed to meet up with my parents who had come down on a coach from Newcastle. Eleanor was snuggled up...
As I walked south through central London towards the main body of the march with my friend, we were both struck by the never-ending stream of people on every single street .It was as if there were literally thousands of tributaries flowing into the main powerful river of protest. The whole of London...
I was in Berlin in the week before 15th February 2003, at the film festival. When it ended, many of us took to the march in Berlin. It was the biggest gathering I had ever participated in. When I returned to London, I heard about the scale of the gathering there. And i soon...
I was there, I marched, and I missed Leeds Utd at home. Now that was commitment to the cause as anyone who knows me can say. ...
I'd done my share of protesting in the 60s and 70s and felt that younger people should be doing it in the 0ties. But this was one march I could not ignore. Travelled from home in Bristol and sstayed with BBC news producer daughter in Bethnal Green. She refused to join me on what...
I caught the bus from Kensal Rise to Oxford Street. There were coach loads of people going to the march. As I looked out of the bus window, an old guy wearing a turban on one of the coaches looked up and caught my eye. We smiled at one another. I signed 'peace' to...
I was living on a small Scottish Island at the time. The prospect of a war so many did not want, made me want to join those trying to avert it. First, I wrote an article published in The New Statesman, then I wrote a Statement to be delivered to 10 Downing Street on February...
