I recall my first visit to London in 1966 (

) and thinking that you could walk around in a spacesuit without getting a second glance. I was right.
Day 1: I saw a person of unidentifiable sex marching purposefully along in shorts and a top hat
Day 2: I saw a young woman in Islington pushing a baby buggy whilst also operating an hula hoop

QUite an achievement, especially in a busy street, and passing almost unnoticed
I shall keep a sharp eye out for more. I wonder if MIss D has a pogo stick
