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By Sanjeev Tamooley
Bangalore.
STROLLERS on Brigade Road on
Wednesday afternoon were in for a
surprise, as quixotic as it was
surreal. Their attention was
arrested by a stout,
bluff-mannered man in postbox red
colored robes, which smoldered in
the warm sun. And when this
person in a get-up consisting of
knee-length black boots, white
breeches, gold linings and a
triangular hat topped by a
magnificent plumage of white
ostrich feathers rung a hand bell
am asked a minute of their time,
techies, students, window
shoppers, the elderly and even
preschoolers couldn't help but
stop
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and listen.
"Oyez! (Listen), Oyez! My name is
Peter Moore. I am the Town Crier
of the city of London. And I'm
here in Bangalore to tell you
about the SifY I-Way,"' he
drawled in a thick but genial
voice with carefully spaced
pauses. Then he proceeded to hand
out flyers promoting an
internet-cafe chain to a curious,
bemused and slightly shocked
audience. As Moore explained, his
profession goes back to 1066,
when after the Battle of Hastings
town criers were sent out by
William the Conqueror of Normandy
to announce his ascension to the
English throne. Till the late
19th century, when the vast
majority of the English people
were illiterate, town criers were
the only means for the
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Government to
inform the public about
proclamations, edicts, laws, and
news of victory or defeat in,
war. "We wanted to use the oldest
form of communication to promote
the newest form of
communication,"' said David
Appasamy, General Manager of Sat
yam Infoway Ltd., the company
which has flown Moore to India to
market their 800-centre strong
chain of broadband-connected
internet cafes. So when the
heartbeat of 21st century
Bangalore's digitaldom had a
brush with someone accoutered in
the fashion of 17th century,
London, it was back to the ABCD
of people-to-people contact. "
Moore, who has worked' in, radio,
TV and theatre, told a cine
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ma-goer that
he doesn't like 007, but strongly
recommended Chicago. He playfully
poked a balloon
sellerÄôs wares
and asked him, "How's business?"
A street urchin who pestered him
got rewarded with an Rs-100 note,
leaving the boy wide-eyed. Later,
wiping the gleaming sweat off his
brow, he quoted Noel Coward to
anybody who would listen: "Mad
dogs and Englishmen go out in the
mid-day sun." Moore, . Who has
been appointed
LondonÄôs, Town
Crier by its Lord Mayor, is very
much' a part of British culture,
participating in important. Civic
and royal functions. An "ardent
royalist,"' he ends every speech,
with, "God save the
Queen!"
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