I was 11 and knew very little about politics and what was happening in the world, My Dad came to pick me up on the morning of the 15th February 2003, and said we were going to Central London for a protest. I had learned about protests in school, and was completely fascinated by...
We had 2 or 3 coach loads of people from a small town in north west England, New Mills, going to London for the big demonstration..something unheard of up here. Seeing coaches from all corners of the UK on their way to London was great...
I was on the Stop The War on February 15, 2003. We know we were more than a million. More like two million. As always - furious when the figures on and in the news were watered down. At the time I thought: 'I am able to attend this March, but I personally know...
Me and my Mum travelled down together on the bus from the Burnley area for the march, it was crazy , we never made it to Hyde park or got to hear the speakers because there was that many people in the streets. Me and my Ma Susan Brown nee Jones had attended marches...
I was one of several coach loads that travelled from Northampton to London that day. I had not felt that empowered since the anti-poll tax protests of the 1990's. The spirit and unity of that day will live with me forever ...
I travelled to Great Portland Street to meet up with friends who all wanted to say "NOT IN MY NAME". We brought tamborines, maracas, a couple of drums, whistles and our own (ropey) voices. We marched south down Gower Street singing "Trim Back Your Bush!", but Tony Bliar failed to hear us. When I...
Trains were cancelled, shortened, delayed. One eventually came but they would not allow any passengers aboard. An announcement was made that we would be taken by bus to another station. We were taken by a very circuitous route and on our arrival, discovered more cancellations. We waited ages before managing to squeeze into...
It was one of the most memorable days of my life, being with people from so many walks of life....
