Heading to Leicester Square but got off one stop early at Piccadilly Circus to see the FUCKING LEGO TUBE MAP. It's about 7pm, busy.
The familiar sounds of a talented guitarist are heard as I make my way up to ground level. I walk past him and board the escalator, choosing to stand on the right rather than walk up the left. I'm with my ladyfriend and we're in no hurry. Anyway, we look back down the escalator to find (to our astonishment) that the fret-wankery emanating from the bottom is being played by a guy who is MISSING HIS RIGHT FOREARM.
He has some sort of guitar pick gaffer-taped to what remains of his right arm and can play the guitar better than I can.
At this point I nearly roll all of my loose change down the middle of the escalators. You know, the bit that we would all love to slide down*.
I decide against the coin manoeuvre in case it is perceived to be some kind of Angry Birds-esque attack. Plus he would have needed help picking them up.
*Good on old Bondy for living out our dreams in Skyfall eh? (TfO does not condone the sliding down of the slidey bit of an escalator.)