Deflated expectations
19 August, 2005Cycling back from Pecha Kucha, I stopped at the lights in Parliament Square.
This huge American couple approached. The woman was taller than me and twice as wide. The man was much, much bigger.
‘Excuse me, where’s the Big Ben?’ she asks.
‘Up there’, I point. (It was less than 50m away and directly visible.)
‘Oh, I was expecting it to be big.’
