People's Vote March London

It was a hint of the extraordinary day to come that we arrived in London to join the million plus (current estimates) others calling for a people's vote - or more often a complete revocation of Article 50 - only to find that we had randomly stood right next to the chair of a greenway action group in the town next to my village! What are the chances?

I'm not one for crowds. In fact I trend to veer sharply from too many people in one place. But today was tremendously good natured and civil and fun, and of course politically important. Nobody pushed, nobody swore (except at May and her posse of self serving millionaire Brexiteers. There was the feel of positive energy throughout the slow shamble to Westminster.

Bands played, drum teams beat out the rhythm, and we even had a bagpiper! I waved my camera around in chaotic fashion, and as you'd expect there were a lot of out of focus shots. But some gems too. I was thrilled to be able to shake Steve Bray by the hand and thank him for his heroic stand on College Green.

There was street theatre and floats and all sorts of naughtiness. Lots of friends were out there, and some were even showing on my iPhone in semi-haphazard terms as the local 4G data was overloaded and 'tInterwebz went away. But it was impossible to make face-to-face contact in the broiling mass of the Anti-Brexit carnival.

More pictures will appear on Flickr tomorrow. For now, have a few of these... and tomorrow I may see no-one and relax. Or not. Who knows anything any more...?