When the upper storey of the house was altered the roof had to be stutted up for the time being.

Walking the riot stairs and lounging on the wide lawn in front of Patterson Office Tower, our students could feel the continued presence of the state's reactive measures to a moment of student power organizing their own bodily movements 30 years later.

The workers were shovelling gravel and tarmac into the pothole in the road.

Just think; without that Mrs Pankhurst and her wrecking crew jumping under racehorses (phwooar!) and chaining themselves to railings (kinky!), these young women would be out getting an education and respecting their own sexuality, not getting themselves up like dog’s dinners and being the passive playthings of men.