The atmosphere was colourful and relaxed, with a nice variety of middle-aged ladies, students, kids, hippies, the odd professor and a few professionals. Everyone there seemed to have a good time, and the crowd did grow noticeably bigger as the march progressed. It was a bit directionless at times - mainly due to the "spontaneous" nature of the gathering - and many of the crowd seemed confused as to what was going on. Noticeably, too, it was preaching only to the converted: no-one was enticed out of Starbucks, and mostly only bemused looks and a few beeps on car horns emanated from passers by.
Nevertheless, even if it didn't get Tony Blair overly worried, it certainly made a visible and audible impression on Edinburgh's Sunday traffic. The letter presented to the consulate, and the racket made outside it, will have made a few ears prick up. It was a small and colourful blip in Edinburgh's normal routine, and a happy one at that.
Kate
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