I have been a long time fan of Bragg, and I find this impossibly adorable. He helps food writer Jack Monroe achieve her busking dreams. Buskers are one of my favorite parts of big cities, and London in particular (as some cities had and still have ordinances against it.)

Related: they kind of look like they're about to go on a mad-cap cross-the-wilderness trek of self-discovery in the late 19th century. This association is entirely informed by my childhood love of The Journey of Natty Gann.