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It’s handy for the British Library if you suddenly feel the need to read something. But how long does it take to get from Badger Cottage to Ashford? And these South East high speed trains are all very well for Kent/Sussex folk but they’re as much use as a toffee hacksaw for people in Hants/IOW/Dorset/Devon.

I heard there’d been a pretty major renovation of King’s Cross too, although apparently it’s mostly below ground and not much to look at from street level.

By the way, take a look at Russell Square in Google Earth. The overhead imagery has captured a passenger jet just as it flies over. It looks bizarre. Here’s Google Maps.

Bullet train…. car…. ARGH!!!!!!!!

David, Kings Cross is just amazing now. They have all sorts of artsy fartsy stuff there now too that’s quite fun. And of course don’t miss Harry’s station. 🙂

I really really wanted to go see my kid and her man in Englandland next week for break, but I just ain’t got the moolah. Two years of pay cuts and furloughs have taken their toll.

Sorry about that, Nina. I’m way overdue to go home and see my dad, but time and money are in too short supply for me, too.

Maybe Nina should go visit Father Weasel and Weasel should visit Nina’s daughter and everyone could skype.

Sandra and I were going to stay there last year. It was our 25th wedding anniversary, and I had a gazillion Marriott points accumulated, and we were looking at going to England for two weeks, staying at three different Marriott hotels (that was one of them).

For various reasons, we ended up not going. Instead, we made a number of other trips, including going on the National Review cruise (my wife cherishes the photo I took of Mark Steyn with his arm around her), taking a few trips to NYC, and going to Paris for a long weekend.

It was a great year. ..poindexter..

Poindexter, aren’t the NRO cruises the best!!! I must brag, I got to sit in the bar with Mark and share naughty jokes with Jonah Goldberg and Rob Long!!

…there’s a saint pancreas?

Earl Scruggs, he dead. At the age of 88.

True Gentleman; Earl Scruggs, revolutionized early Bluegrass with The Legendary Bill Monroe and later with Lester Flatts.

I always loved their version of Orange Blossom Special.

That is a loss.

Nooo not Earl! 🙁

Ahhh Londonstan Town … the memories. The Mammories …. Pop down to Hyde Park – catch a deer for dinner … and a stroll down old Fleet and Admiralty …
Filthy place – full of Filthy People.
Although Arclight is worth visiting – if he isn’t out chasing radiation clouds. You see, at night, they release Xe, Kr and I from certain reactors, and the cloud drifts over Londonstan.

I get a mental image of a weasel and a badger standing on their hind legs, holding paws, and looking up at the building.

Earl dead. Man, a point of light just went out in the universe… I mean, you knew it was coming, but Christ, what a bummer.

Just read the email from my dad. Happy to say, nobody had Earl in this round of the Pool – I’d’ve had a hard time paying out on that one.

Who would have wanted to be paid out on that one?

Holy crap, Ashford? LOL I lived there for two years. I knew you’d moved to the southeast, but I didn’t know you lived where I lived!

Yes, I can vouch for her. Ashford to London in 30 minutes is hella fast. The regular service is more like 90 minutes. And it gets slower and slower the closer you get to London, so it’s like you’re living in the public transportation version of an asymptote, or Zeno’s Paradox or something.

We live a ways away from Ashford, it’s just the best transport hub in the Southeast. We could catch a slow train from home to there, but it’s one of those stop-every-few-miles things. Quicker to drive.

Bit hard for me to wrap my head around the idea of an international railway station. You can go straight from Ashford to Amsterdam or Paris.

Hey, we’re having our first petrol panic of the new economy in the UK. Sales of gas cans up 467% while people hoard.

Soon the Britishers will watch with disbelief the jerry cans that used to be available to commoner public.

Their gargantuan 20 litre girth being a banned relic of the past, the new container will be the 12 ounce claypot moulded lovingly on the disused swallow nest by HRH Charles Wyndesore of Balmoral.

One of these cannisters of petroleum distillate shall be bestowed upon a worthy recipient every year in the yard of Beckinghamshire Manour.

English Isles and Modeurnit€… and ne’er the twain shall meet.

I do declare, Nigel, the good olden days of industrial excess are now, under that rascal Cameroon. Quite soon all that we could afford will be flaxen windmills and earthy organic flint for trading with Danish longships.

I still have the petrol tins from WW2 with their funny lids … Jerry cans are still popular …

I hear there is no petrol in your fare Isles? It bubbles from the ground here.

“There is a demographic catastrophe happening in Europe that nobody wants to talk about, that we daren’t bring up because we are so cagey about not offending people racially. And rightly we should be. But there is a cultural thing as well… By 2020, fifty percent of the children in the Netherlands under the age of 18 will be of Muslim descent… And don’t forget, coupled with this there is this collapse of numbers. Western Europeans are not having any babies. The population of Germany at the end of the century is going to be 56% of what it is now. The populations of France, 52% of what it is now. The population of Italy is going to be down 7 million people.”