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Am knackered. Cannot feel knees below the knees, and my back is agony.
Queed to get on march longer than I actually spent marching, and then, just as we start actually moving, they start showing U2 at Live 8 on the big screens. Bastards. Avoided sunburn, but whacked a few people in the head with my sign (if you see a belgian flag on TV reports, that'll be me, whoo!) and nearly tripped over a toddler half a dozen times. All in all, a fun-filled day. Now I need, in order, a shower, some food, a lie-down, and to clean my flat.
Amusingly, when I was typing in the LJ url, IE's autocomplete (I'm in an internet cafe) popped up with, among other things, time_and_chips. Ahahahaha!
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But yeah, sustained action is needed, and I think most people there did seem to get that, especially the younger crowd.
(Which, sadly, doesn't mean I'll be at Gleneagles, but that's mostly because that's looking like people may be a bit more squished together there, and nobody's going to be helped by me showing up and then having to be carried off with a panic attack. :/ )