Mornington Crescent....

[BratFarrarsPony]

Well as I won the last game fairly and squarely despite not being as quick as the old lags....I will start another game.

Gants Hill

I think the 1973 guidance may be a tad out of date, as it probably does not acknowledge any transport on the Isle of Dogs and refers to plans for the Fleet Line. And Overground in those days was a reference to a children's tv series about eco-warriers in SW19.

I am glad the Event was a great success even though I was not there- I hope that does not prevent future attendance. I move to Barons Court in the mean time.

Ive just this very moment got back from the Event. Well I never knew that the train back would end up via Baden-Baden, Llandudno and The Hague. Interesting journey with interesting companions, Barack is shaping up to be a damn fine player, hopefully he'll be ready for 2020.
Anyway, the best diversion of the route, when I made my way to visit my dearest sister, was ......MORNINGTON CRESCENT,

Well done, OWFIT! Only a transverse Cumberland could have achieved that result, a move sadly neglected since that business in Tromso in '56, for which the bishop unfairly shouldered the blame.

Would you like to kick off the next game?

So after 159 days OFWIT is the winner, congratulations. I hope the next game does not begin on the Central line.

Well done ofwit and get the nest one going!

159 days! Almost as long as the 1978 Youth Championships in Gdansk. By the time it finished three contestants had conceived and given birth! Well Pater taught me well, mater always said the colonel was partial to a transverse. I think that's what she said.
Ok let's go for a classic start - a sub parallel Beaverbrook from Euston.

Gdansk, oh yes, one of them had given birth to a Dalek, remember the applause that got?

What the colonel was really partial to I will not mention - the ISPs would probably close us down. But it put me off cream crackers for life.

I'm going to play it safe for the moment. Hounslow Central.

I expected a separate thread, but I suppose there is no rule that you have to start a game that way.

I think that there may be places for Dalek's to hide and then exterminate people changing trains at Hounslow West. In any case, Jon Pertwee would seem at home on a 1970s design station.

That's a remarkably unusual move which - I will not lie - had me flummoxed for a time.

Then I saw a bottle of own-brand supermarket ketchup and of course the answer was obvious. Rule 167(5) in the Dar-es-Salaam rescension!

In humble pride, or do I mean proud humility, I offer you Warley West.

Clever move that, as rule 167(5) includes the Heathrow rule if I recall correctly.

I am going to have to play the closed lines rule, as to get back to London involves the old Great Central line. Well the fringes at least, as I end up in Pinner

All right: now that the Great Emergency is over and the Grand Council has adjourned, let's recap:

1. No more Smarties on the Waterloo and City Line ever - not even on Thursdays. Right? Right!

1. The Archdeacon's apologies have been accepted and the business of the feather duster and the braised steak is not to be mentioned again, ever. Right? Right!

1. And above all - and compared to this those points are mere trivialities - Rule 137(5) is abrogated, cancelled, abolished, forgotten, repealed, and damned to all eternity. Right? Right, right, right!

And now, to mark the outbreak of peace and good will to all Crescenters - and we can even nod charitably towards the poor deluded souls who yet walk in the valley of the shadow of chess - I give you:

Prestatyn.

There were Smarties on the Waterloo and City line- when on earth did this happen?

Down the West Coast Main Line with a change of trains at Watford Junction to Headstone Lane.

Saints I knew you weren't paying attention when the matter was discussed. Your, er, interest in the Cardinal's poodle was a dead giveaway. Is it true what they say about what that smelly little beast (the Cardinal, not the poodle, obviously!) will do for a Mars Bar?

From Headstone Lane it has to be Gravesham.

Better move before the weekend engineering works start. Gravesham does not seem to be a station however, which may explain why we have been stuck here for five days. Assuming it was really Gravesend, it is a move along to Abbey Wood methinks is best on a Friday evening.

Gravesham not a station? Blame Dr Beeching. Or Brexit. Or both.

I play a Second Word Repeater to Wood Green.

While you're on, Saints, congratulations about the ceremony and I hope the pain soon wears off.

I have failed to get anyone at Cannes interested in my proposal for a Mornington Crescent film. It seems that the number of actors that would be required for Maud's husbands and the re-creation of Verney Junction were issues, as was a Pothington's Progress. Never mind.

A short move then to Arnos Grove

Never mind Maud's husbands, what about Mummy Pingu's?

I see the problem about Pothington's Progress - even in these liberal days that would raise eyebrows. I suppose if you scattered enough Smarties around it might work, but the emu might be an insoluble snag. That beast is just not reliable, especially on the East Coast Line.

What name had you in mind for it? The BBC would not allow you to sue the obvious and Up the Junction has already been used.

Finsbury Park

::wafts in, reeking of duty-free 4711 cologne::

So sorry to have been absent for so long. Who knew that travelling on an expired passport with a suitcaseful of Kendal mint cake and no transit visa for Azerbaijan could prove so tricky? My, those cells were cramped, but once the Ambassador realised who I was and what I knew, I was out of there in a trice.

I rather like the sound of a MC film. I have trodden the boards myself, of course. Those who saw it said my Titania was legendary. And so to

Stratford

reeking of duty-free 4711 cologne Who do you think you're kidding? I was in the row behind you - those First Class seats are a rip-off at the price, aren't they? Anyway I know the smell of the cheap-and-cheerful brand of mother's ruin they sell at that bar just before you get to the airport - you know, well of course you know, the one where the sawdust on the floor is yesterday's furniture.

I was surprised they allowed you on the flight but I'm glad they did, we all enjoyed your antics. Please put that last one on YouTube, the one where you turn your bra inside out without taking off your top. The bishop said it was the funniest thing he'd seen since the Argentinian consul had . . . no, let's leave it there. My lips are sealed.

Which Stratford? On Avon or on Central Line? Not that it matters, I'm going to pull a Cunning Stunt, and I said that very carefully. Whichever Stratford you meant -

Faversham!!

I am never sure about a town in Kent on a Friday (or Kentish Town for that matter). Cologne to them in those parts is a German city.

So to a more nasally pleasant place, Elmers End.

I have to play the rail replacement rule given no activity for eight days.

New Cross

Well, did you evah?

St Leonard's, Warrior Square

I'm sitting under a bridge, so will play my troll card and say

New Malden

A troll card on a Saturday makes the Central Line compulsory but in view of the story in today's press about the rabbi, the toothbrush and the chihuahua (not that I believe it, they are all far too old) the only safe stop is South Ruislip and even that's a bit risky.

I'm a bit concerned about South Ruislip. Apparently it has one of these ghost trains that only run in one direction.

So I move to West Ruislip