On the high counter in the window at Nandos, three ambulance workers with thousand yard stares, sit in a line munching wraps.

Outside Kingsbury Fruit and Veg, a doppelganger of Ghandi, sitting on a bollard feeding birds.

A Buddhist priest in crimson robes carries his shopping to the bus stop, staring at the world though aviator shades, next to serious young Romanians in their Sunday best carrying heavy black bibles.