There are certain monumental events every protester remembers on their journey to becoming a seasoned activist. The first time you held a placard; the first time you occupied a shop; the first time you threw an egg at a politician; the first time you sued the police for $50,000,000. It’s a voyage as old as time.

I took a step up the activist ladder myself a few months ago: I attended my first corporate annual general meeting (AGM) – and it was everything I could have hoped for.