I chose to fight to protect millions, especially immigrants who had made a life here, for they were being heavily scapegoated.
I came to this country as a migrant myself in the 1950s and faced overt racism and xenophobia in the 1960s and 70s.
I always left feeling better and more hopeful, because the dedication and hard work of the regulars was humbling: people who had put their lives, businesses and retirements on hold for the sake of their country.
I used to attend with groups from Stratford4Europe, WarwickDistrict4Europe and Banbury4Europe, each time I and the others would drag more along.
I had just been told by Department for Health and Social Care that my grandad’s medication was at risk from no deal. That was the final straw.
I'm a working class woman, and the way that Remainers are characterised as elitist and privileged annoys me intensely. It's one of the many, many, many lies that the Brexit leaders told.
It was meant to be like a “tick in a box”, as I was told about SODEM, and I wanted to see what it was like… needless to say, it soon became a good addiction, and changed my life.
I couldn't vote in the referendum and I felt very wronged, because after 26 years living and working in the UK, I loved this country as if it was mine.
The most fun thing ever was standing on the platform of the red double decker bus, driving round Westminster protesting with flag, whistle and shouting ‘No lies on this red bus’.
To see how appalling lies and lawbreaking have been allowed to triumph has made me angry, ashamed and has destroyed my faith and patriotism in this country.