On from Threadneedle Street to Trafalgar Square, a more genteel affair. Having escaped the city cordon (more on this later) the BOF arrived just in time to hear Tony Benn's speech and, joy of joys, to join in with the singing of "Happy Birthday to Tony".
He looked a little pained by the experience - but how many people have stood under Nelson's Column and heard the entire square sing to them, and how many deserve it more than he?
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