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My random protest

Yesterday I was casually walking along Princes street, as you do, when I saw a man with a megaphone and a crowd. My curiosity immediately peaked as when I saw a woman dressed as a fairy. I joined the crowd and ten minutes later I was involved in a huge march around Edinburgh. It turns out I was part of the ‘People’s climate march and gathering’.

It turns out the man with the microphone was Arron Thiery.

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He was one of the organisers of this march. This was to capture New York’s attention as three summits are being held on climate change I was informed, while standing next to a woman who looked like a tree (pictured below), that despite years and years of meetings and laws being introduced to prevent climate change, virtually, nothing has happened. Another one of the key points was to ‘bring people together and have fun.’

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So after 10 minutes of listening to the earth’s gradual decline and how we could change it me and my slightly bewildered friend, we only went out for a subway, began to march.

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The march was actually fun. For 40 minutes I was a revolutionist amongst like-minded people. I happily waved at bus drivers as they waited for the looooooong group of hippies to move on. People gave us the finger, I viewed this as a backwards sign of love and moved on.

It was amazing to see so many people passionate about this cause. It wasn’t just young students who decided to join Greenpeace because it looks good on their CV but people of all ages. There was groups in their 60s, I presume, marching with their signs, families with young children and even dogs.

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About 20 minutes into the march I started feeling passionate about climate change. Simply put, global warming is happening so quickly. One of the facts mentioned was that in the 14 years since the millennium, 13 have been the hottest in history. If this continues to be ignored it will have serious consequences.

The slogan of the march was action not words.

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One of my favourite moments was when I heard a woman let out an exasperated sigh and walked over to a sign and grammatically corrected it. That was a beautiful moment.

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The march made me realise that this an issue that needs to be addressed more seriously. The more people that become involved the better chance climate justice has of being recognised. It is currently the Edinburgh World Justice Fair and these marches aren’t just happening in Edinburgh but all over the world. To become more active search Facebook for ‘World Justice Fair’ and see which one is local to you. Peace and love and all that jazz.

The series of unfortunate events when moving back home

 

 

Moving out on your own is terrifying. You’ve never been on your own before, you’re overwhelmed and scared. However, fast forward a year you had a great time, life’s grand etc. Then you move back ‘home’. This is the really scary part. 

You no longer live by your own rules but the rules you were living by a year ago. The transition from independence to pulling out your hair happens in a matter of minutes. You wake up in the morning to an aggravated mother listing a never ending amount of stuff for you to do that day. ‘No. Sleep’ is never an acceptable answer. I learned this as a laundry basket was hurled at my head with a force Arnold Shwarzenegger would envy. 

Coming home from nights out has went from collapsing in bed to avoiding as many obstacles set up before smashing head first into something and waking up the entire house. No one cares about the fact you realised if you mix baileys and tia maria you have a perfect cocktail at half three in the morning. 

‘Do you have a job yet?’ This will happen before you enter the abode and are ganged up on in a car with no escape. However, the asphalt of a motorway does look tempting half way into the conversation. 

Predrinks at your house is no longer an option. After the first awkward experience of everyone crowding around a speaker trying to block the sound from reaching the Emmerdale theme tune in the living room you just meet people outside. 

Your physical appearance will get picked apart until your asking Joan Rivers for her surgeon’s number. My mother lost three stone while I was away, during this time she turned into Gillian McKeith, minus the toilet invading. I came home to a list of exercises and a diet plan. I read them while munching on cake. 

When you get into an argument with your mum or dad you turn back into a 14 year old. Instead of using the witty reply that exuded maturity you scream ‘I wish I never came home!’ Then storm to your room, sit on the bed for an hour and then wonder about like Smeagle trying not to get in anyone’s line of vision.

So don’t be nervous about moving out be nervous about coming back. 

On the plus side I don’t have to pay rent.

 

Merchiston’s on fire

Students were rushed out of Merchiston campus today as a fire spread through the building

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Edinburgh Napier university, Merchiston Campus, on Colinton rd set fire at 10.55 am today. Students evacuated outside and assumed it was routine. Napier student, Stuart Johnstone, 21, said, ‘It appeared just to be an ordinary fire alarm.’

However, 20 minutes later smoke was pouring out of the left wing of the building. The fire brigade arrived and all students were moved further from the sight as the smoke intensified.

A fire warden on site stated that there was a malfunction in one of the workshops and sparks began to appear. The sparks then went into the extractor fans and traveled through the building.