Things I love about London #12
(although I've not actually filled in 1-11, but anyway)
I was walking along Oxford street, slightly 'softened' by 1.5 after-work pints of ale when I got to House of Fraser. There in the large-paned show window (usually occupied with exquisitely dressed mannequins staring vacuously into space), was a real life handsome gentleman dressed in a Tuxedo, crooning away (Sinatra style) into a microphone. Behind him was a guy in DJ headphones at some sort of sound desk.
Large speakers filled the street with smooth music. Crowded outside the window were a bunch of excited Japanese tourists, snapping away. And as I threaded through them I couldn't help but grin.
It was so weird and random. I just love that shit.
I was walking along Oxford street, slightly 'softened' by 1.5 after-work pints of ale when I got to House of Fraser. There in the large-paned show window (usually occupied with exquisitely dressed mannequins staring vacuously into space), was a real life handsome gentleman dressed in a Tuxedo, crooning away (Sinatra style) into a microphone. Behind him was a guy in DJ headphones at some sort of sound desk.
Large speakers filled the street with smooth music. Crowded outside the window were a bunch of excited Japanese tourists, snapping away. And as I threaded through them I couldn't help but grin.
It was so weird and random. I just love that shit.