Mine happened in the mid '80s, when it was called Gay Pride. I was out to my parents, I had my first boyfriend. We wore T shirts with an inverted pink triangle and joined a march around London until it finished in Hyde Park for a free pop concert with various big bands (Erasure, Tom Robinson et al).

I remember we stopped outside No 10 Downing Street and chanted “Gay Rights!” repeatedly, then moved on.

At the start I saw an open deck double decker bus with guys on top yelling out “Coooeeee!”.

I didn’t go again to Pride for many years - next with my current boyfriend and got to see how much it had changed - from a protest march to a celebration. It changed over the years allowing us to march initially to only registered groups - gone was the spontaneous marching - gone was the free Party in the Park.

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    1 year ago

    I’m only 19 and my first pride was in 2017 in NY. My mom took me and wore a shirt that was supposed to be in support of me being trans but it made it look like we were dating. Multiple people sold me alcohol. It was hot as fuck and almost everyone was naked or almost naked lol. 10/10