I am being slowly driven mad by a car that frequently drives around the Great Dover Street / Trinity Street area, which has some form of siren that produces the same shouting noise that Tarzan makes as he moves through the jungle.
It happens at various times of the day and night, several times a week - and is a bloody nuisance.
The builders on Farringdon Road have a machine that makes a tarzan noise. They appear to use it as a general signal to their colleagues, both (a) to draw their attention when particularly attractive young women are walking by, and (b) to signal time to down tools and have a cup of tea. Unsurprisingly, one or the other of these scenarios happens on average 20-30 times a day at a very conservative guess. The amusement factor still hasn't warn off, and it is usually followed by a collective, hearty braying series of guffaws.
This one has been the subject of much discussion on the LondonbyLondon e-mail newsletter:
According to the last issue, "Firstly he is wearing a suit and wrap around shades not your usual leathers and scary tinted helmets. His name is Daudi (pronounced Daddy) and he works for a courier firm called Chase in Wimbledon. When asked "What's with the noises?" he fell back on that old favourite response... "Because it makes me look very
He definitely does his stuff around the EC4 area where I work...
I've seen him twice recently on Tower bridge Road heading towards the Bricklayers. He's a prosperous-looking gent in a rather old-fashioned sports car which i think is cream coloured. I agree, he is a (childish) nuisance.