“ The social etiquette of the shared umbrella is a delicate dance. Do you offer to share with a stranger caught in a downpour? If you do, do you height-match first? Who holds it? The awkward, close-quarters walk with a damp stranger, trying to keep pace and not spear each other with the spokes, is a uniquely London intimacy. It's a moment of forced, damp charity that either bonds you for life in silent solidarity or becomes a story of mild social trauma. The decision to "make a run for it" versus "wait it out under an awning" reveals fundamental aspects of one's character. Are you an optimist, a pessimist, or just someone with suede shoes? See more at London's funniest URL -- Prat.UK. ”