I’d been looking forward to this march since the last one. Every news item, every new announcement from the government making me more determined to fight against them. And I had a feeling there would be even more people there than before. The tide is turning, more people are waking up and most have just had enough.

And sure enough Hyde Park was rammed with people ready to march. A heady mix of music, loud voices, smoke flares, horns, drums and  tambourines told me exactly where the meeting place was.

There was a crush leaving the park as there were so many of us – it’s like the tube used to be! I told the man I was squeezed next to. And then we were off into the road heading for Oxford Street. Banners, flags, posters all flying high. Their messages were ever more angry and clear as to how we are all feeling. There were so many of us, the crowd moved slower than usual. I counted we were at least 15 people wide as well as stretching as far as the eye could see in front and behind – a beautiful sight. I always  like to stop at Trafalgar Square and look down the hill at all the people snaking  along. 

I remember on one freedom march looking through a gap in oxford street and  seeing thousands of specks of  people  way ahead of us below blocking the traffic as they walked. An amazing view.

One woman had a mask stuck on her forehead with the words I’M DONE” written on it. I couldn’t have put it better myself. The whole Matt Hancock debacle this week has really finished it for me and I think for many others. How do we get rid of this government? How do we end this nightmare? Why isn’t Matt Hancock in stocks in the street? Why couldn’t we see our families and friends while he ignored his own rules? 

People sang, chanted, shouted, played music – there were blokes  with speakers on a  small trap led by a bicycle  borrowed from the Hare Krishnas playing 70s music to keep us upbeat –  music certainly helped us keep going  as tiredness set in. Some  sat or stood by the road to watch the crowds go by. I met random friends along the way but soon lost them in the crowd. Never mind – I felt at one with every person marching. 

Suddenly there was a scrum to greet David Icke, then David Scott from UK Column.Julia Hartley Brewer was with us and of course many other well known faces. I knew Piers Corbyn and David Kurten would be in the crowd with us as always.

We stopped  to rage at Downing Street and at Chris Whitty’s house. The crowd sang and chanted and threw tennis balls with messages. But I saw no violence – not one incident. And I noticed that this time the police were low profile – they know we are mostly peaceful and they have no chance of controlling us anyway. The media may ignore us but the police know our numbers are huge.

The crowd was a mix of mostly ordinary people concerned about jobs, the vaccine, lockdowns, vaccine passports and government hypocrisy, interspersed with a few other issues people decided to bring into our domain. The banners portrayed anger but mostly with humour. . 

It was a good day for freedom – a light in a sea of bleakness – some may have enjoyed sitting at home on furlough but I believe even they must surely be worried about what is really going on and the new agenda. 

We faced a few hiccups getting caught in the middle of traffic and roadworks at Piccadilly but we made the round trip back to Hyde Park. What has certainly changed is that now when we pass cars that are in a jam because of us many of the occupants are smiling and in support of us. 

The tide is turning. More and more are saying enough! and joining us in our marching. There are small protests every day in London now.

JOIN US NEXT TIME – WE NEED YOU!

Let’s say no to the new normal and get our lives back!

 

(Photos curtesy of Janice North)