Alex Conaway writes:
The world of Honda has drawn us to more exotic surroundings than Hanbury Street.
We've started the new year with a trip to Delhi to spend some time with our Indian W+K colleagues.
Being of the car industry persuasion we're of course fascinated to find out the Indian driving test consists of having to navigate around a roundabout (trust me, no easy task) and park the car. Once you've done that, you're through. This would go some way to explain the total lack of road rules.
Straddling two lanes and excessive use of the horn for example. It's not a question of braking, it's more about steering out of the way to avoid a stationary object (more often than not a person or a cow). It's day two, and we're still rather nervous passengers. It's actually a right hoot, but there have been times when various other modes of transport were about to join us in the back seat.
It's a miracle but it all actually works. Just don't ask me to drive myself.
Still on car related things, the variety of cabs is briliant, we've had a couple of Vanettes (minature motor caravan type things that are like a Corgi toy car), an old fashioned HM Cab, tiny little Suzukis and finally an Audi.
We've had one curry, where Bill Clinton ate in 2000. We bypassed the Presidential Platter and also the Chelsea Choice Plate.
Oh, and we're doing some work too...here's our 'war room'.
Looking rather Kubrick, I thought. Those walls will be full of ideas tomorrow, promise.
And here's the temporary Delhi office conveniently located above a Honda showroom. We haven't tried the rocking horse yet.
And no, this is not our washing.