Malcolm is the latest contributor to our spring blog relay - catch up on entries from other Greenpeace staff.
Twenty pizzas and two cracked ribs. Yep, it's the least we can do for 39 of our supporters, returning now from non-violent direct action in Brussels. To be clear, we'll provide the pizzas, the Brussels police provided the cracked ribs.
Those supporters who are able to give their time (we end up calling them ‘activists') are every bit as passionate as any of us lucky enough to be on the payroll at Greenpeace. I love the way they challenge us to be at the cutting edge. My job is all about working with people who I think are the salt of the earth - our supporters.
Welcome to the Active Supporter unit at Greenpeace. I'm on the top floor, looking across London to Canary Wharf where people used to have jobs, and their bosses used to get massive bonuses... the fat don't just survive the famine but grow fatter. The Brussels activity blocked EU finance ministers in their building, telling them to bail out the planet, not the banks.
I'm Malcolm and I run networks of active supporters in ‘the West': West Country, South West, West Midlands, and, for some unaccountable reason, Northamptonshire.
Most of our 2000 active supporters are not in a position to risk arrest. Those that do take that risk get non-violent direction action training first. Anyway, most of our successful campaigns have an element that doesn't involve arrest. Like Airplot.
We want to recruit another 5000 people on the streets to join the plot against the expansion of Heathrow. So I'm busy co-ordinating two ‘national days of action'. It's lawful, no cracked ribs required, and it means building opposition to defeat crazy aviation expansion plans. You'll love it, a great activity to do and the privilege of being Greenpeace on the streets.
3.00pm - the 39 have returned. I'm off to celebrate with them and get into the pizza action. And then they're going to drag me off for a beer. Every job has its down side - in mine it comes in pints.