Not, I think,
the same bagpiper but a different one, doing his thing in the official busker spot in Euston Tube Station.
This one is dressed in the gear, i.e. kilt, etc: plus sunglasses (huh?).
However, the actual music was not recognisably a reel or a fling or anything one could dance to or march to war encouraged by.
More like bagpipe jazz noodling...
It's no go, really.
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