Working in central London is fantastic – quirky startups, extravagant multinational headquarters and fancy lunches. But every now and then you catch a small glimpse of the real-world, and your hands-in-the-air moment about the 6 minute wait for the next tube is suddenly put into perspective. Charity collections and homelessness are, at least for me, very harsh and very real reminders that not everyone is as privileged or as lucky as the hundreds of thousands of us commuters angrily rushing to work every day.
Sorry, I don’t have any change.