Not me but two friends from Oz.
arrived in Heathrow on 5 February 1988. They were suprised to see an aiport employee wearing a large plastic red clowns nose pushing a line of luggage trolleys around the arrivals hall. Must be a care in the community type they thought. They got on the tube and headed down the Picadilly line into London on their way to their hotel.

A few stops down and a woman and a man got on both wearing red noses -must be on their way to a clown convention they thought.

At each stop more and more people got on all wearing the same false red noses. They both became convinced that they were being set up in some kind of candid camera type TV show, and were expecting Jeremy Fucking Beadle to get on next wearing a hat, false beard and red nose before pointing out the hidden cameras, but no, more and more people wearing red noses got on at each stop until the tube was practically full of them and strangely no one seemed to bat an eyelid, just the odd nod and wink that was all.

When they got off at Piccadiliy circus and walked out into the street they were surrounded by hundreds of people with red noses on. That's when they became convinced that they had completely losts their minds.

They put it down to jet lag and slept for the next 18 hours.
( buffet_the_appetite_slayer ٩(●̮̃•)۶ jacked in to the ICE on, Thu 21 Jul 2011, 13:33, 1 reply)

Ha ha
that is brilliant, you can just picture their increasing paranoia.
(Dr Skagra glorious glargzhem, Thu 21 Jul 2011, 16:07, closed)