I stayed home yesterday and spent a pleasant day trundling around Charlton and Woolwich, yet part of me is ashamed that I wasn’t up in central London, marching with everyone else against Brexit. The situation is absurd, and I know that the farce must be stopped; yet I decided not to go for fear that I might get too upset. I could see myself getting angry, doing something stupid and/or violent and getting arrested or something. Besides, I had a feeling that the march would be very well attended anyway, and from the looks of it I was right. It was great to see the pictures of so many people showing their support for remaining in Europe, both at the protest and at the Last night of the Proms afterwards.

It’s also very amusing to see all these right wing morons complaining that there were so many EU flags at the Royal Albert Hall. They complain that we ‘remoaners’ aren’t accepting democracy, but precisely the opposite is the case: the EU flag wavers were expressing a fundamental democratic principal by objecting to the outcome of a corrupted, flawed referendum, as well as vehemently demonstrating to our european neighbours that there is still strong support for the union in the UK. I only regret not being there with them, but I’m sure there will be more. Let p’tahks like Farage and Rees-Mogg complain all they want, I have no doubt that there are far more pro-EU protests to come, and they won’t stop until we turn away from the cliff edge we are currently hurtling towards.