Participants dressed as dogs crawl on leads during the annual Pride London parade on June 29, 2013 | Luke MacGregor/Reuters | 14222
Twenty-five years ago, Pride was so small it struggled to fill half of Kennington Park and a disco tent, writes Ivan Massow.
“A few of us would get together and walk from Embankment Tube station, over a bridge, to the only park in south London that would have us. A route and a park where we’d cause least objection to the slightly disingenuous group of authorities from whom we needed permission. Hyde Park was totally out of the question. … We weren’t many; most were too frightened to be seen on the march in case they were spotted by their folks on a slightly pitying Six O’Clock News.”