Humanity faces an existential crisis. Officialdom won’t act – and I could no longer stand by and just watch
Just before my 57th birthday, after a lifetime of professional work, paying my taxes and obeying the law, I found myself in a police cell with a single blanket and a hard shelf to sit or lie on. The sergeant who had booked me in leaned towards me and said: “You do realise we’re all with you on climate change?”
This was the first night of Extinction Rebellion’s London actions in April. I was arrested on Waterloo Bridge in the early hours of the morning. We had been sitting on the ground for several hours when the arrests began. I was surrounded by younger people singing protest songs as they came to remove us one by one. I felt strangely relieved when they came for me with handcuffs and bundled us into a minibus.