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….thinking I would not really want to get involved in the protest, I haven’t seen myself as an activist for a long time. I was a Greenham Common baby, I remember my mother taking me up there and I so wanted to sleep under a plastic sheet! She would never let me of course and I had to sleep in the car. I also remember chatting to a man across the fence while I was eating my porridge in the morning and wondering why we were protesting when the people behind the fence were so nice.