I hade never been on a demonstration in all my 46 years but I felt so strongly about what was being said and proposed at that time, I just had to go. So on that Saturday morning my husband and I boarded a train from north Kent to make the journey into London. The train was packed, standing room only, everyone was friendly, a common bond between like-minded people from all backgrounds. We joined the march and felt part of something huge. The numbers of people walking, talking, waving their placards was truly amazing. Listening to the speeches in Hyde Park, cheering the speakers as they put forward their thoughts. I did face criticism from work colleagues when I said that I had gone, but I knew that I had done what I felt to be important.