I walked down Oxford Street this morning at 8.30, from Oxford Circus to Bond Street. A ten minute stroll, during which I encountered –
A young vicar with dreadlocks, barking ‘yes mate’ repeatedly into his mobile.
Four topless male models posing with Selfridges bags for a photoshoot (it was very cold).
An elderly baglady in front of a department store, gazing with rapt attention at a Christmas display of singing teddybears.