Bus journey’s in London as I have written many a time are can be fun on the 176 on the way to Middlesex Hospital on Tuesday 15th March, the drivers change at Camberwell and it is a lesson to watch a grumpy driver leave and a fresh one with a smile in his eyes enter.
An observation that struck me was why do Chinese doctors have a long list of ailments, diseases and illnesses that they can cure/treat written in their shop windows somehow it reminds me of this sign outside a mgangas shop in Eldoret where he could heal you of everything and anything. Maybe it is time Western doctors had signs outside their surgeries telling us what they can cure and/or treat.
After leaving Middlesex Hospital, walking down Tottenham Court Road near one of the new computer shops there was a young black man who had been stopped by the police, (mentally groaning oh another one of us stopped by the police again) he had a massive rucksack on his back and heard snatches of their conversations “ you are aware that I am going to have to search you ?” The young man responded in a quiet and very cultured voice “ that is alright but could we please move out of the main thoroughfare” By the way there is a lot of paraphrasing but I hope this was the gist of it. The black brother was so polite that I could have fallen on his feet and kissed them. I carried on without looking back, walked towards Oxford Street to wait for the 176 bus. Stopped at the traffic lights at Trafalgar Square and I saw the black young man with his rucksack confidently making his way towards South Africa House. I was so happy to see him as I had visions of him being put at the back of a police car being taken to the nearest police station. That made my day……
An observation that struck me was why do Chinese doctors have a long list of ailments, diseases and illnesses that they can cure/treat written in their shop windows somehow it reminds me of this sign outside a mgangas shop in Eldoret where he could heal you of everything and anything. Maybe it is time Western doctors had signs outside their surgeries telling us what they can cure and/or treat.
After leaving Middlesex Hospital, walking down Tottenham Court Road near one of the new computer shops there was a young black man who had been stopped by the police, (mentally groaning oh another one of us stopped by the police again) he had a massive rucksack on his back and heard snatches of their conversations “ you are aware that I am going to have to search you ?” The young man responded in a quiet and very cultured voice “ that is alright but could we please move out of the main thoroughfare” By the way there is a lot of paraphrasing but I hope this was the gist of it. The black brother was so polite that I could have fallen on his feet and kissed them. I carried on without looking back, walked towards Oxford Street to wait for the 176 bus. Stopped at the traffic lights at Trafalgar Square and I saw the black young man with his rucksack confidently making his way towards South Africa House. I was so happy to see him as I had visions of him being put at the back of a police car being taken to the nearest police station. That made my day……
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Those lists are always fun to read and it's almost like one cure fits all:-)
Does anyone remember Mama Mia making akina Mandi and Co. drink those chinese leaves?
They stunk!!
We have a chinese miracle clinic in Lancaster town. I walked passed a few days ago and they were playing some hardcore rock type stuff...hardly therapeutic.
I see I am not the only "My other car is a bus" londoner/people watcher around here.
Love the way you told that story of the young man, sometimes you cant help but feel the other person, irrespective of the situation.