Mornington Crescent rides again

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Maida Vale. Just to make it difficult.

If they have they are keeping very quiet, even after the scandal of 1923 where an intercontinental drib saw them go from Antwerp to MC in one move. Remarkable apparently but all records were sealed after the event to be uncovered during an Islington house renovation in 1997.

Anyway enough chit chat, I call Whittlesford the Red Lion exit.

I have always run a mile from any opportunity to play which might bring me into contact, however fleetingly, with She-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named. I've heard far too many horror stories, but you'll all be familiar with those. Although I think the one with the llama has been embellished a bit over the years.

Anyway, Pitsea (where I know for a fact SWMNBN has never been).

I have not played the game of games with the Headmistress or even a Headmistress, having two in the family. They would be horrified at my next move to Chafford Hundred as it is Sunday.

As we are in the Lenten period and it being a Sunday it seems only right that we take an amble through the Laines in Brighton

Good morning all. A sideways shunt to Littlehampton then.

The story about the llama is all too true, the QC told me all about it, including the details which were kept out of the paper (just as well we had the dope on the editor of the Stornoway Bi-Monthly Advertiser and Fish and Chip Wrapper - she was very chastened when I told her!)

Obviously Sarum or Salisbury as the railway companies persist in calling it..

Oh dear, oh dear. If we don't get out of Salisbury soon, we'll all be in knockings for a fortnight.

Ealing Broadway

Wrong Broadway there but as you say we avoided knockings. You meant Broadway in Worcestershire and that’s where you took us but you know who lives there and we cannot outstay our welcome. The Person in Question has bunged me a crate of home-distilled moonshine and I will see you in Mountain Ash.

Mountain Ash eh? It’s been a while. I should take a walk along the river and see if the fallen down tree is still there by the ballet school. Poor Madame, but we did tell her that it was impossible for anyone to hold their breath for that long.

I feel the need to avoid the engineering works on a Sunday so I shall take us Birmingham New Street, and perhaps someone will join me in smoking cigars in Madame’s memory on the way there.

Tring for it is on the way to London. No idea yet about the pub near to the canal, so I better go and find out.

Shepherd's Bush.

OMG, I just love this game, win it every time. I'm going to be safe though and say Goldhawk Road.

I have nothing to offer except Paddington and I can't even drown my sorrows with some of Andrew's moonshine.

You obviously meant Addington but it's an easy mistake for a novice (and the noviciate lasts twelve years) so we will let it go this time.

East Croydon.

Heavens, Buttocks, that's a brave move. In fact I thought it was an illegal move, since the Congress of Grimsby, but I suppose now it's Lent you might get away with it. Let's go for a slightly softer option at:

Norwood Junction

Not brave at all, Irene, I see the big idea and I see yours too, and I am not having any.

Eastleigh - now get out of that!

By the way, Cornflakes, I have your self-reticulating binoculars and will leave them in the usual place.

Ok, well this is getting difficult, but I'm going to throw in St James' Park and see what happens. Admire your move, Buttocks.

Which allows me to go to Finsbury Park, does it not?

Tricky manouvere there and if we employ the Maine varient we can get back onto the tube map via Victoria

It’s at times of crisis like this - dubious moves and the Lord Mayor of Birmingham looking unhappy and toting her Kalashnikov - that lateral thinking is required. Which is why, my fellow Companions of the Crescent, we are all going on an early and unsummer holiday to Warley West.

Ah, thank you Andrew, I've been looking everywhere for those binoculars, thought I must have left them at the Archbishop's again. I will pick them up forthwith. Much obliged!
Well, we are in slightly uncharted territory for me now, but us Crescenters are nothing if not resourceful and resilient so we'll crack on to Westcliff on Sea so we can still enjoy the bracing air, and an ice cream if we are lucky. I'll pass on the donkey ride though, after last time...

Pass on the donkey ride? I should think so too! The poor beast still gets the shakes at the mention of your name. The last time anyone mentioned you I had to read the entire first chapter of Gibbon's Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire in classical Swahili to calm the unfortunate brute down.

Let us therefore praise famous men persons and hie us to Horncastle'.

I am not keen on being in Lincolnshire too long. Snow is forecast and the friends of Maud who live nearby as those who take cold baths and only have a fire in the living room, which is not for me.

So to Royston it is.

All the way to Hertfordshire, huh? I would have thought it dangerous after the curious incident of the elephant in the carriage at Letchworth Garden City. The driver was in therapy for years. The elephant, however, is now in movies, so it just goes to show! If we are going to Royston, then it must surely be Meldreth.