Half a mile away, round the corner in Piccadilly, the ground shook. An ocean, a perfect storm of people. Banners, a bobbing cherry-blossom of banners, covered every inch back to the Circus - and for miles beyond, south to the river, north to Euston [...] I called a friend at two o'clock, who was still making her ponderous way along the Embankment - 'It's not a march yet, more of record shuffle' - and she expressed delight at her first protest. 'You wouldn't believe it; there are girls here with good nails and really nice bags .'
1.5 - 2 million people march in London. It took my family six hours to get from Waterloo Bridge to Hyde Park (about two miles? i dunno), the mobile phone network collapsed, and when I waved at
Red Ken in a cafe he waved back. Pix of London
here and
here, complete with wandering apostrophes.