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

No, that was my previous amour, the one who died in that regrettable incident at the Basingstoke play-offs in '76. My husband is a neurosurgeon and part-time bell ringer.

As god my next move, you've left me with very few options, but I think I can avoid a Hemsworth if we go straight to

Southwark

As Maud has just taken the Lord's name in vain (no doubt distracted by the memory of her husband's fine Grandsire Triples that festival weekend in Bognor Regis) I must process without delay to

St John's

Indeed, it is most unfortunate how autocorrect can insert an unintended blasphemy. My apologies. But let's continue the ecclesiastical theme:

St Pancras

I play Special Rule 12A - stations which oight to exist - to

Devil's Punch Bowl

Well, in that case it has to be

Godmanchester

which must surely have its station restored soon.

I return to a normal station and St Neots. Had a lovely day drinking beer a few months ago there. I think I saw the Major at one point.

I play a Richards Reverse - not much seen these days but a pleasing move to Biggleswade

And I play another one, and move to Knebworth. For those who take pleasure in the events of SW19 about to begin, hope there are strawberries to enjoy.

Nobody takes pleasure in that nonsense in SW19. They pretend to because others do. The Emperor isn't wearing any clothes.

And hours of good broadcasting time are wasted which could be used to train youthful amateurs in the finer points of the Game of Games. I don't suppose that Scottish gentleman who has so many admirers even knows what a Tompkins Translateral is!

Arlesey.

Heavens to Betsy! I haven't seen a Tompkins Translateral played so adroitly since the Air Vice Marshal played one to Russell Square, thus triumphing in the Belgrade semi-final in '64. It was only the skill of the camp doctor - who put it all down to heat exhaustion - that averted a full-blown diplomatic incident, although the Mozambique delegation still went home in high dudgeon.

For me, a simple Moffat Manoeuvre to

Belsize Park

I feel contented now the game has returned to the capital. Except the need for the interchange rule and the London Overground rule, as I am sure we cannot venture further north on the Northern line.

So via Hampstead Heath we go, off down to Willesden Junction

We have a major crisis on our hands. The current series of Clue has now broadcast two of its six shows and they have not played the Game of Games.

Is it the Wimbledon mafia at work or is Brexit to blame?

Or does anyone else suspect the Hidden Hand of the Viscount at it again?

In any event, Saints, you will be the first to agree that this is no time for lotus-eating in the suburbs of London. This calls for drastic action.

Den Haag.

Oh dear, we have an incomplete station name. This would not have happened had the first or second show included the Game of Games.

Let us assume it was Den Haag Centraal, a station so cavernous that a whole tournament of MC could be played. There is a strange half train half tram concoction on an elevated section at this location, for which a new rule must be invented.

By this new rule we weave a circuitous route with the aid of the future extension rule to Hoek van Holland

No Game of Games on the wireless? I've always suspected that Dee chappie is unsound and not fulfilling his duties as he should.

And now one of my favourite stations, although sometimes overrun by muddied oafs

Anderlecht

Maud I might have fallen for that trick if dear old Barbara Castle had not warned me about your little ways. But she did and I saw that coming.

Accordingly and very confidently Louvain it is.

Ah, Barbara. She was such an inspiration to so many women who, following her lead, entered the overlapping worlds of politics and MC. At one point, the entire cabinet was consumed by the game of games. I well remember the time some hapless scribe informed Callaghan that the Archbishop had played Warren Street, even though the Victoria Line was in stebbings, and Callaghan with great aplomb replied "Crisis? What crisis?"

After that, it can only be

Waterloo

The Belgian place I assume?

So to move further in the Kingdom that was founded in 1830, and has seemed to be one of those countries that plays the game of games, to Mons.

This country is best run when the Cabinet spend their meetings playing MC (I can neither confirm or deny the rumour that Charlie Falconer once played Winchester after Exeter and that Tony accused him of a breach of the Priory Protocol of 1923, but the damage to the table in the Cabinet Room speaks for itself) and let the civil servants get on with it.

There is only one answer to Mons and that is Bergen-op-Zoom.

Didn't you hear? That was Mandelson, but he somehow contrived to shift the blame onto poor old Charlie. Anyway,

Station Brugge

I've always wanted to play a Bilingual Reflex and there's no time like the present.

Bruges it is.

There are some places in Belgium where the game of games is probably not played, perhaps as a Bilingual Reflex is never an option. There are a few which perhaps one of Maud's former husbands must have visited, judging by the stories of the incidents of 1987, as they came to be known.

I think I shall be brave and venture forth to one of them, and bring a photo of my last visit to this game- Aalst.

Some of you, I think, are confusing me with MamaPingu. ::patronising head tilt:: It is she who has countless husbands (and wives, this is the 21st century, after all). I am married only for the second time, after my first husband was cruelly snatched from me in that painful incident of which I can no longer bear to speak.

I am tiring of this tour of the high spots and low spots of Benelux, and so I suggest we hie - on Stanley's recommendation - to

Accrington

Let's do an Alphabetical Sequentisl to mark the Full Moon.

Brighton

Inspired! You are always so inventive, Andrew, as the Permanent Secretary remarked to me only yesterday.

Cleethorpes

I think a cross-country journey is probably appropriate at this time, and so move to Derby