A seriously looking gent was walking down Regent St. His grey hair and smart clothes gave him an air of a patrician. I asked him politely if he was looking for any bar or any other place at all.
"Actually!" - his accent was rather common - "I would like to go to this hotel in Bayswater." I answered that I could take him there for only £20. "I will walk then!" - said he and carried on. "You are walking wrong direction though!" - I said to his back. "I don't give a fuck!" - to my disappointment uttered the "patrician" and kept walking.
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Nightlife of London seen from the perspective of a rickshawrider.
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