they looked quite rought to me. Here they're dragging a protester to the pavement (it's hard to see much but you can just see the tattoo on her arm and I think her hand protecting her head). Meanwhile the men in suits watch their agents, the police, doing their work for them. They don't want disruption for the arms dealers and Government ministers and officials coming to the dinner, they might get indigestion! *

some protesters were held in a mini kettle but let go after about 15 minutes after orders from above *

on the corner opposite the mini kettle, this banner was displayed to the arriving diners *

behind the banner a samba band came to play

letting arriving diners hear the sound of protest

then we went round the opposite side of the dock from where

Tim blasted the diners under the awning opposite with his loop of war sounds.
Local residents came out in our support.

Bill had told me earlier that he had a concert to go to that evening so very reluctantly he let me drag him away back to the Garden Community Cafe

where two grumpy women were waiting at the door *

'What time do you call this then?'
I left hem to go to their concert and cycled back to Whitechapel to eat a curry *