I was 60 years of age. I traveled 150 miles by bus to London on the day. Met my two sons accompanied by girlfriends. We were all incensed by the plan to invade Iraq. Such a wide range of ages and characters on the March. All with one purpose to stop the war. It was very cold but babies in arms and pushchairs were alongside teenagers and the elderly. I could feel friendship and determination all around. I will never forget 15th February 2003. Not a day goes by when I do not feel anger and despair about Blair and Bush and their HUGE error of judgement.