I had had enough of these vacuous women coated in foundation who clearly believed that I and others were letting the side down by refusing to wear make-up. This was such a trivial issue.

‘What about climate change, poverty, and the forced movements of people?’ I screamed.

When the small dark woman with purple hair came to take a photo of me I snapped her camera in half. She burst into tears and I felt terribly sad. She had only been obeying orders.