International Pillow Fight Day

Monday morning in every office in the world: “How was your weekend?” “Ok, thanks, did the usual; caught up with friends and family, got the usual boring chores done and managed to get out and have some fun.” “Oh yeah, me too.”

Monday morning in many London offices this week: “How was your weekend” “Good thanks, wandered to Trafalgar Square where I had a pillow fight with hundreds of other people.” Stunned silence (or envious future planning – you can be the judge).

All I know is that it was fantastic fun, and we grinned from the time we left home clutching our pillows, through waiting in the square counting down the minutes to the actual fight. Once kicked off, it was totally absurd and hilarious as you begin to be whacked by friends and strangers alike, even before the feathers started to fly – utterly brilliant.

Check out the smiles;

An international craze, pillow fights (with adults and children alike) it’s an event ‘held’ all over the world on the 6th of April, and is organised organically, much like a flash mob. The origin is credited to the ‘Urban Playgroup Movement’.

There are are few simple rules to Pillow Fighting;

  • Do not swing at people without pillows or cameras
  • Soft pillows only!
  • Swing lightly, many people will be swinging at once.
  • Do not swing at people without pillows or with cameras.
  • Remove glasses beforehand!
  • The event is free and appropriate for all ages.
  • Wait until the signal to begin.
  • This event is more fun with feathers!


“Somewhere around the 20-minute point, people may gain their “second wind” and begin forming ad-hoc alliances, charging the middle in forms reminiscent of historical fiction films like Braveheart or 300. “

My friends who blogs as The Mad Kiwi managed to survive two hours in the melee before emerging to take a breather. Absolute hats off to her – I managed 15 minutes in the thick of it before fleeing for safety and giving my pillow to a stoked looking bloke (his girlfriend wasn’t so impressed. Oops!)

The crowds gathered to watch the madness, and my obliging pillow in the foreground… 

Needless to say everyone was covered from head to toe in feathers, and I was still finding them that night spread through out my clothes. Absolutely worth it!

Can’t wait until next year!

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