It's a pity you couldn't have been there, too.
I joined thousands in our local town, and the age range was from pram-riders to seriously elderly. The missing generation was 40 -60, and I suspect they couldn't leave work. But there were primary school children, pre-school children, secondary school from start to Sixth Form, and some of the university students who had managed to survive last night. (It's Freshers' Week.) Parents, Grandparents, and at least one great-grandma.
It was a lovely day, and all very good natured as we ambled to our local seat of power, the county headquarters. The posters were terrifying - witty, funny, thought-provoking, in the tens of hundreds, and no two the same as they were all home-made.
We all just hoped someone in power was watching and listening.
I have been bashing my head against the green wall for 50 years, and found it all tremendously exciting and encouraging.