Black Tickets, Baker Street and Community Chest

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What ho, everybody? I was busy having tea, scones, warm ale and fine cut marmalade all of last week and therefore could not find time to post. Work took me to Peterborough, Cambridgeshire and do not think that the borough (of Peter) is just a sleepy village in East Anglia, because it has something that cannot found anywhere else in the known universe. It has something that even the mighty Hercules could not find as part of his 13th task. It has something that is such an object of international desire, an object that has spawned wars of horrendous magnitude and queues that can only be measured in light years. It felt like Columbus setting foot on the sandy shores of what he thought was India while lush choral music played in the background to indicate that this was a moment of ecstatic joy after a long time of struggle, of many shops visited, raided and being told that the only thing available as a replacement for the object in question was disappointment. Yes, hallelujah and all that. A shop in Peterborough had

The Nintendo Wii in stock.

So now I can play EA Sports’ Kamalhassan Wii Silambu (Think Mortal Kombat using Silambu). Or the cheesy romantic Wii Dandia (where the user has to use two wiimotes and weave his way through complex dance patterns and make synchronized contact with the other virtual dandia dancers, and failure to do so will result in one’s virtual girlfriend (or boyfriend) dumping the user for a better dandia dancer), or the high-adrenalin competitive Wii Mottai, where the wiimote is used as a tonsurer’s knife, and one can compete in multiplayer mode to find out who can shave the most heads in 5 minutes.

Wait. Those games don’t exist, you say? Oh damnation. Ok. I’ll stick to Wii Sports and Mario Kart then.

Back to Peterborough though. The Brits in that part of England pronounce “borough” like a piece of women’s undergarment, and that same rational logic is applied when considering the “w” to be silent in “Norwich”. In fact, the saying goes that while “Foster’s” is Owstrylian for beer, “Foucester’s” is English for ale. I strongly suspect that PG Wodehouse was actually an undisclosed American because no true-blooded, tea-drinking, ale-swigging, jam-loving, umbrella-toting Brit would ever consider spelling the hapless Bertram’s last name “Wooster”. I’m not even British, but years of being enidblytonized and wrenandmartinized causes me to immediately spell that as “Worcester”. A few other rules of conversation in that part of England – Men call each other “Guv”. (“That’ll be 10 quid, guv“). Women call each other “Darling” (“That lipstick looks appalling, darling“), and cross-gender conversation usually ends with “Luv”, ( “Would you like some tea, luv?“).

Apart from the game store where the precious Wii is available in stock, Peterborough has just one landmark worth seeing – a magnificent 12th century Norman cathedral.


After 4 days of work there, I had a Saturday that I had to spend in London, also known as “The city with too many things that remind you of the board games Monopoly and Scotland Yard“. I left my baggage at the cloak room in King’s Cross station, took a customary photo of platform 9 and three-quarters and hopped into a bus going down to Westminster Abbey where I saw the grave of Issac Newton. I expected to see something on the lines of an apple, but it looked more like a semi-peeled orange (photo from Wikipedia)


It was when I was walking across London Bridge (which wasn’t falling at that moment in time) that I heard Big Ben strike 9. Approximately E C D G G D E C (Ga Sa Ri Pa Pa Ri Ga Sa). Possibly Mohanam, but hard to confirm without the presence of Dha. With the ever increasing immigration of of Indians, I think it is only fair that some gamagam be introduced in Big Ben’s trademark chime.


Apparently, England has been getting hotter because of Al Gore’s inconvenient truth, so the good authorities in London have decided to cool things down with Almonard. A really large Almonard industrial man-cooler.


I then walked across to Charing Cross station where I found a pub named “Sherlock Holmes”, and for some reason, it reminded me of the following 3 questions

  • What type of school do young kids go to? (Elementary, my dear Watson, elementary)
  • What tree bears citrus fruit used to make pickle that goes well with curd rice? (A lemon tree, my dear Watson, a lemon tree)
  • What canal that serves a “digestive” purpose are you likely to find inside the human body? (Alimentary, my dear Watson, alimentary)


Interestingly thought, Holmes never actually uses that particular combination of words in any story.

Walking down Northumberland avenue, I happen to land on “Community Chest” which ordered me to advance to Trafalgar square where I found the inscription on this statue rather interesting.


Where is the Hindu Makkal Katchi when we need them? Where is the Shiv Sena? We should immediately demand that this statue be taken down and replaced with one of Aamir Khan in Mangal Pandey garb.

In Trafalgar square, there is a rather nice looking fountain and one of them features dolphins being used as water hoses, which when added to other less than stellar roles such as “Secondary Seaworld attraction to Shamu the killer whale”, “Mine detector for US Navy” and “Mistaken by fish net for tuna”, sort of explains why they eventually decided to say “So long and thanks for all the fish” and leave earth altogether.


After Trafalgar square, I took the underground to Tottenham Court road, where I saw the Rosetta stone in the British museum. The museum also explained how the Sphinx is likely to have lost its nose, but I think they got it wrong. Obelix did it, in “Asterix and Cleopatra”. Leaving the museum behind, I then turned towards Fleet street, and was shocked to see this.


I know outsourcing has had its impact on the job market in the West, but butlers too? Is this what it has come to, Jeevesy boy? Dry cleaning? Sad. Walking down the Strand (and thereby covering the troika of red coloured tiles, Trafalgar Square, Fleet Street and Strand), the magnificent St. Paul’s came into view. It is truly one of the great churches in the world. Designed by Christopher Wren in 1675, the view from the Whisperers gallery is nothing short of astounding. And oh, you can also whisper into the walls from where you stand, and others standing diametrically opposite can hear it through the section of the wall close to them. Holy Telephony!


I then took the underground to Tower hill and did what every self respecting desi does in London. See the Koh-e-noor and claim (not loud enough for the Brits to hear though) that it was stolen from India and therefore rightfully belongs to us. Poor diamond. Ever since it’s been on display in the Jewel house inside the Tower of London, it has had to suffer an untold number of Indians casting “boori nazar” on it. I recommend that the royal family drishti-sutthufy it to ensure that it does not start going pale and unlustrous as a result of all this ownership claiming. As a spoil of war, this diamond has changed hands many times. So if one considers the length of ownership to be an important factor, the Mughals, who were technically foreigners, owned it for the longest known period of time, and therefore the Koh-e-Noor should be returned to modern day Uzbekistan.

The Tower also has funnily dressed storytellers called Yeoman-Warders, some of whom are also Ravenmasters, and they take care of the XXL size ravens that inhabit the tower. Legend has it that London will fall if the ravens leave the tower, and so these supersized crows are utterly and completely pampered. They are so large that one could make 2 plates of Biriyani. For Vivek, i.e

After the 12th century tower, I jumped forward in time and across the Thames to the Tate museum of modern art, where I learnt that a red cardboard box filled with old newspapers can symbolize (with a suitable amount of willing suspension of disbelief) the angst of youth bombarded with mainstream messages of conformism leading to feelings of suppressed violence. Stuff like that. And with that, it was 5 pm and I had to get back to King’s Cross, pick up my luggage and take the underground to Heathrow, where I was picked up for what seems like the thousandth time, a “random” extra security checkup. As usual.

ps: flickr photos here

46 responses to “Black Tickets, Baker Street and Community Chest”

  1. Bikerdude Avatar

    By hookku or by crookku Im the first in your bookku

    Luvly old egg, just luvly.

    Capital (London).

    Aan wokay.

  2. ??! Avatar

    >> Men call each other “Guv”.. Women call each other “Darling”, and cross-gender conversation usually ends with “Luv”
    Also, every person is “us”. And it’s always “ta”, whether you’re thanking someone or saying bye.

  3. maxdavinci Avatar

    Wii Silambu, watsonisms, the mangal pandey reference and above all
    I happen to land on “Community Chest” which ordered me to advance to Trafalgar square


  4. buddy Avatar

    drishti sutthify the kohinoor…lol!

  5. Archana Avatar

    Wii dandiya sounds hilarious. 😀

  6. Lekhni Avatar

    Nice pictures. As for your comment on Wodehouse being an undisclosed American, I guess you know that he was writing screenplays for Hollywood (and Broadway, I think) and shuttling between NYC and London (and later Hollywood) most of the time?

  7. BR Avatar

    LOL at the large almonard and Wii Mottai – probably the only video game that middle aged men from Tirupati can beat high school kids from LA on.

    One thing that I noticed in Britain is their liberal use of “cheers.” When I thought about it, I realized that it’s the perfect braindead word – can mean anything from thanks to welcome to bye to bug off! Great for people that are lost in thought but don’t wanna seem inattentive. Now it’s a part of my regular vocabulary!

    Also, I found it cute that girls from Norwich end their sentences with “yeah?” (none of the dudes do it, it’s a purely girl thing)

    Ashok: Now that you mentioned it, yeah 🙂 I remember this, although I have also heard Irish use the “yeah” ending a lot

  8. WA Avatar

    If only you’d told us earlier we could have organised a London Photowalk in your honour

  9. Adithya Avatar

    Brilliant@ community chest! Love the pop culture references

  10. SS Avatar

    I happened to start reading ur blog recently…even though I dont know u…
    too good!
    2 plates of biriyani for Vivek… lol…
    and I totally agree with u on the “random” security check…
    your writing is amazing!

  11. complicateur Avatar

    Aaah! Someone who finally understands the endless possibilities of the Wii!! I have a few additions:
    1. Wiidaams – How to make the most perfectly shaped vadaams. Training for all culinary enthusiasts.
    2. Wii-ttukku Wii-ttukku Wiisappadi design – A unique architecture design interface.
    3. Wii – raasamy – Match steps with TR and Mumtaj. (Footpedal sold separately)

    Getting through Heathrow was one of the most harrowing experiences ever. But at least the people were polite when I was there last.

    Ashok: Wii-raasamy is a brilliant idea. I also think its high time classical music conductors are taken apart in Nintendo’s revolutionary Wii-thoven.

  12. dipali Avatar

    So many marvellous references in a single post= Howja do it, Guv?

  13. dineshbabu Avatar

    You should watch “Keeping up Appearances”, a Britcom and has all the references of accents that you make and it is pretty darn funny.

  14. maami Avatar

    Good to have you back luv!

  15. Jai Avatar

    u should have brought back the Kohinoor 😀

  16. siddharth Avatar

    What about Charles Darwin’s grave? You did see that next to Newton’s didn’t you?

  17. Suresh Ramasubramanian Avatar

    Well lad, remember to go to a pub for a pint or three followed by a curry (what, isnt that like what mom makes at home) .. or maybe steak and chips with mushy peas to follow.

    British beer is wonderful. I’m sorry to say I can’t say the same about british notions of cooking (only thing that’s worse is Irish cooking – try a black or a white pudding sometime).

  18. Madhuri Avatar

    Superb :)!! Superlatives fail me 😦 … The Wii games were brrrilliant …

  19. 30in2005 Avatar

    Did no one use the word ‘Bless’ in any sentence?

    Good trip had we can see. Excellent roundup. I refuse to pay good money to go see Kohinoor – as an Indian I went and demanded they let me see what was rightfully ‘ours’ free. They refused. It’s sheen was saved from the glare of my eyes. They however were burnt to ashes by said glare!

  20. Nimish Batra Avatar


    Sherlock holmes bilingual puns!


    You are truly ‘The One’ *bows*

  21. Joe Avatar

    Spot on! and hilarious!!!

    You’ve missed the Brits’ ever-present bitc*ing about the weather though! Maybe it wasn’t raining when you were here…

  22. Chethana Avatar

    I am going to stop lurkingu,
    enough of just harkingu,

    By Jove, my dear fellow,
    keep it goingu.

    (except that PJ-roll-type inspired by the Holmes’ namesake pub.)

  23. Chethana Avatar

    Wokay, recall last sentence. I survive on clever lingual puns.

  24. rajk Avatar

    I just LOOOOOVE your blog. Usually don’t comment because I’m sure it’ll get lost in the sea of comments you get. This time I thought, oh, only 22-ah? Then let me add to it…
    Thanks for confirming my suspicion that Sherlock Holmes never used those words in that combo…I have practically read every single book and was wondering if I’d missed it somewhere…

  25. Nimish Batra Avatar

    rajk – they were there in the radio/tv versions IIRC…

  26. Chittaranjan Avatar


    Does Trafalgar end the same way as Iyengar?

    And another outsourcing-angle can be conjured up to that ‘Jeeves’ pic……outsourcing of the dry cleaning to someone from Belgrade+Latvia 😛

  27. srini Avatar

    WTF how the Brits plunder our treasure

    BTW – heard that wherever the diamond goes, the family gets into trouble, like the going ons in the Royal family of the Briton…

  28. Kailash Sankaranarayanan Avatar

    A hilarious and wonderfully weaved tale encompassing diverse stuff like “boori nazar” , “Al Gore’s An inconvinient truth”, “community chest”, “hindu makkal katchi” and of course “gamagam”. Awesome, mate 🙂

  29. Dinesh Babu Avatar

    Security checkup in London Heathrow is better and faster than it was in Chicago. Atleast I felt it that way. But the best and fastest security check was in Madurai Airport … he he!

  30. Divya Avatar

    A DNA fan… yup.. it shows…


  31. narendra shenoy Avatar

    Enjoyed! That Sherlock Holmes restaurant must be the legendary one where Holmes spend a week disguised as the barman, in order to trap Professor Moriarty. And the source of the legendary Holmes line, when someone placed an order for three mugs of beer, a whisky sour and a lemon. Holmes asked, or so the legend goes, ” A lemon, three beer and what, son?”

  32. Nimish Batra Avatar

    Dear Mr. Shenoy


    With regards,

  33. Nimish Batra Avatar

    It was actually a grove where Holmes caught him illicitly shooting protected animals: “A lemon, three deer and what, son?”

  34. jillu Avatar

    Oh no adhu than MIA-va?
    Ashok: yes

  35. siteekle Avatar

    drishti sutthify the kohinoor…lol!

  36. Balaji Avatar

    Evlo periya Almonard . Kaathu summa pichikittu adikkum…

  37. Pull Pudingee Avatar
    Pull Pudingee

    Yenna aanalaum namma Anjaa nenjanappol Varumaa:

  38. baleshlakshminarayanan Avatar

    inda blogukkum yaravadum konjam drishti suttifying pannugo … ellarum putting their eyes ..he he

    as usual too good…lol for vivek …

  39. Amarjeet Avatar

    What Ho Krish old boy!
    Incidentally if you go to Belfast, you will see Mangal Pandey’s portrait along with other ‘heroes’ who revolted aginst the British.
    It is not the dashing Mangal Pandey of the film or the one we used to see in posters of freedom fighters as young children – he is more like an tribesman – you know dishevelled hair & war paint on the face.
    Well a little bit misplaced like poor Ranjeet Singh sporting a beard & turban and speaking an affected south indian accent.

  40. Aiswarya Avatar

    Damn ryt govna.. kohinoor shud be returned!!!

  41. Ambika Avatar


  42. sumathi Avatar

    I did the exact same things in London last week. Also went to the V&A, demanding the return of the Shahnama, and to the British museum, indignant about the Amravati stupa. The Greeks at least are fighting. We’re just silent spectators. Why, I say?

  43. Amused Avatar

    A friend recommended this blog of urs..must say its a gr8 way to pass my time at work 😀

  44. unwedintheusa Avatar

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    May I blogroll you? [Once I figure out HOW.]

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