So I've learnt a thing or two about how you can survive the GFC when living in London. And it's got nothing to do with the West End.

But I guess you could call them actors of sorts. It seems that every second person in London is trying to make a buck (*read pound) by standing around dressed in peculiar outfits. To their credit, some of them try to at least have a bit of an act. But most, well let's just say they've got plenty of time on their hands.