I first joined Women in Black (WiB) after the pandemic when people were still cautious about gathering.
Every Wednesday, we stand for an hour at the foot of the Edith Cavell statue in Central London. The passers-by are tourists, school trips, commuters in suits, daredevil cyclists, people dressed-up for a night out, theatre-goers, street homeless.
A few, usually men, react strongly to our standing there, apparently affronted by our call for an end to militarism and war.
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