A Floral Print Rickshaw in London

I saw this recently while wandering around in London, and was ecstatic to find this floral-printed rickshaw (especially as I had heard about these and was keeping an eye out for these). There’s several customised by various well-known designers carefully placed in spots around London (or have been, for the last two months, I’m not sure they’re still there!)

The rickshaws were designers and put forward by the Travels to My Elephant campaign, which works to save and preserve elephants, their habitats and generate awareness. You may remember the Faberge Eggs display a few years ago by the same organisation, this year they opted for lots of colourful elephant statues placed all over London, as well as these rickshaws.

Naturally after taking some pictures I took the chance to sit inside and make my husband pretend to drive the rickshaw like an old Indian Noir film (he refused to pretend to drive or pose, so I just did it by myself).

Did you see any of these around London?


A Snapshot View of Tour de France 2014

We were lucky enough to have the Tour de France cyclists whizz past my office today, and of course we all took this as an opportunity to leave the office building for an hour while we cheered passing floats, followed by the superfast cyclists.

We all cheered when they came (although there was a lone, non-Tour-de-France related cyclist who rode past first and got the shock of his life when we all screamed), and there was plenty picture-taking/mobile waving/jumping up and down.

And then, as quick as they came, they left, and the crowd just as quickly dispersed and went back into their offices.

A good way to spend a Monday at work : )




Harlequin Oddities Found About Town: No Begging Please, We’re English

It’s the time of the year, the rush for shopping and travelling around on the underground sometimes needs some livening up. Enter the buskers and the underground musicians, and boy do they come in all shapes and sounds. Only yesterday I saw a musician playing on tablas while another one was rolling around on the floor riffing on his keyboard. In the midst of all this, there is some (quality) control required to ensure that people are earning their keep, rather than shamelessly just fleecing people for their money. This is where this sign comes in to politely request any undesirables to flee from the nice, shiny undergrounds, get a job and cut that hair dagnabbit. Okay maybe the last one is just vaguely insinuated rather than told outright. The British Gov’nors have decreed that there shall be no begging. And no begging there was on the underground. Well, until the plaques all fall off from the abuse they get anyway, then it’s a free for all:

“You’ve got to pick-a-pocket or twooooo ….”

nahi begging karo(Part of this week’s Weekly Photo Challenge about Signs)