While I was scurrying along today, I came upon this happy band of bubble folk who were reaching out towards the heaving hordes of Leicester Square. 
They had a happy hula hoop through which I hoped to hop - without getting stuck in a Winnie-the-pooh style fattish way. After serious scientific scrutiny, I decided to attempt this fearsome feat . . . and was successful! Despite my continuing lack of gym attendance, I'm still slim enough to fit through a large hula hoop - huzzah!
