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Five fifteen on a damp Saturday morning. Not even the garden blackbird is awake.


I’m brewing coffee and stuffing an ever increasing amount of gear into my ancient Black’s backpack. Hey, it outlasted the company.

Today is The Wave. I’m out of here on the 6:19 to Picadilly to join the Cooperative’s train to London.

My first rally. But if you can’t rouse yourself when the very planet we stand on is at stake, when will you stand and be counted?

The recent email leaks from East Anglia – timed as they were to deflect and confuse the Copenhagen talks – smack more of the desperation of the deniers than of any climate change conspiracy.

I hope they do not deter people today.

We shall see.

Posted by Wordmobi