It’s been odd that being an enforced man of leisure again that I haven’t updated my blog more. So I round up up of what I should have blogged about.
First and foremost Sian and I went on the ‘People’s Vote’ march in London. When the result of the referendum was announced I was disappointed and resigned to us leaving the UK. I doubt if anyone could have predicated two years ago what would have unfolded. I’ve felt largely powerless in what’s happened since. So when Sian suggested we go on the march it felt like doing something positive against a mountain of negativity.
There were chartered buses leaving from Cardiff, but they were full so we got the Megasbus at stupid O Clock which was still rammed. It was a bright, sunny day in London and European flags increased in evidence as we got closer to Hyde Park. The Park was busy and there was a buzz of nervous excitement as people gathered. Insanely we bumped into a mate who was also going on the march. Later we’d try and meet up but the sheer amount of people made it impossible. We got nearish to the front, listened to some speeches and then sorta shuffled off. I was surprised at the demographic of the march as there were a lot of 50+ people, which was good to see.
The good natured march snaked slowly through London, occasionally chanting, one of my favourites being:
”What do we want?”
”…errrr, (pause ) I don’t think that’s what we want.”
And there were a group of young girls on some scaffolding who got my section of the march shouting:
”Bollocks to Brexit!”
I’d never quite seen central London like that, it was virtually at a stand still, it was quite a sight. There was an estimate of a million plus people being on the march, but everyone was having a good time and getting along. I think many were there show a very visible disagreement to what’s happening. Sian and I didn’t get to Parliament Square in time to see the speeches, we were within sight of Big Ben where signs were thanking people and wishing them a safe journey home. We bailed at the Embankment Tube and managed to have a much needed sit down at Paddington, after walking for six hours my back was in half.
It was very positive thing to be part of. As my mate Steve O’Brien said shortly after I hadn’t given the EU much thought before the referendum but subsequent to the march I’ve had to dig for some facts to back up my opinions, which is no bad thing. I don’t think anyone really knows how this will all end,