Outrageous, Ms East!

Great use of the spare platform, Edwin.


Chancery Lane

Westferry

Quote from: Pendy on July 01, 2012, 09:00:43 PM
I've had a query from a Mrs Trellis of North Wales, she writes:

"Dear Penge East,

Please can you advise me why all trains are referred to as being female? I do love a steam train. When i was a lass I had an exhilarating ride on Owen Glendower. What a beast!

Yours sincerely

Mrs Trellis"

I have no idea how to play this game but find some of the posts extremely clever and amusing.
Mrs Trellis has me in fits of laughter - thank you

Since we are in the run up to the Olympics, a historical station, no longer with us.

Wood Lane (Metropolitan Line)

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wood_Lane_(Metropolitan_line)_tube_station

So to another historical station

Brill (which was located at the foot of Brill Hill and is also famous for the Brill windmill)

Rumour has it that a Mrs Nesbitt knew a Jill Brill. Apparently when Jill Brill was trying to remove Mrs Nesbitt's corns by rubbing them with steel wool impregnated with soap, she was over-vigorous in her use of the steel wool causing Mrs Nesbitt to cry out 'Brill Ow'

I have seen the scars myself.  Mrs Nesbit will show them to anyone after a gin and tonic (slimline, of course).  Jack Brill (Jill's husband), after whom the Hill was named after a freak accident, was a prolific inventor.  He filed such patents as the vinegar and brown paper dressing for head injuries, and also the Brill-ow Pad.  The latter patent has Jill and Mrs Nesbit as co-inventors.  Jack Brill has never made a single penny from his patents and he and Jill live in virtual penury with only a modest allowance from Jack's uncle Lord Winthrop-Peplum.  Do you know him?

Lord Winthrop-Peplum of Dimley Swithering (a delightful village on the banks of the River Isis), is known as Peppers in the mess room at the House of Lords, and as Windy to his friends at the FaRT Club.  He quite coincidentally visited Morden yesterday.  He had planned to visit Covent Garden, but, with his propensity to fall asleep on the train, ended up in Morden. Not even the Telegraph crossword could keep him awake once the train entered the lulling darkness of the Underground. In spite of his egress from LUT at some distance from his appointment, he did find Archbishop (retired) Green at home in his South London pied-a-terre. Windy apparently still holds his old pal Greeny in great esteem, as he puts it "to make a living from the faith of others, when it isn't you they have any faith in, is pure genius". Windy was also commenting on the recent antics of the Lord Mayor during his trip to the United States of America, where he seems to have declared that he could be the President. A step up from Reagan or Bush Greeny conceded. Windy was also telling Greeny how much he had enjoyed his day out on Thursday riding the cable thingy with Boris.

Which takes us neatly to Emirates Greenwich Penninsula.

Must have been a long sleep to end up at Morden (Northern Line) after dozing off on a train for Covent Garden (Piccadilly). 

As we're on suspended modes of transport, I'll get my coat from

Hanger Lane

Peppers could nod off for England in the Olympics!

There is much hanging around to be done at Heathrow Terminal 5.

Quote from: Mustermark on July 01, 2012, 11:35:14 PM
Peppers could nod off for England in the Olympics!

There is much hanging around to be done at Heathrow Terminal 5.

There is plenty of hanging around for you, son - as that last move has put you in Spoon!

This is because of Arry's Rule whereby if you leave a station that begins with an H you cannot move to another station that begins with an H if there are any more that three consecutive stations on the route that start with an H (and you have five). This rule was devised for arry unt of ampstead eath as e could not pronounce is aitches.

Quote from: Pendy on July 02, 2012, 07:28:56 AM

There is plenty of hanging around for you, son - as that last move has put you in Spoon!

This is because of Arry's Rule whereby if you leave a station that begins with an H you cannot move to another station that begins with an H if there are any more that three consecutive stations on the route that start with an H (and you have five). This rule was devised for arry unt of ampstead eath as e could not pronounce is aitches.

I suspect 'arry was suffering from emphysema and should go to hospital. I suggest :-  Charing Cross.

I think London Bridge would be more appropriate.

Quote from: Mustermark on July 01, 2012, 11:35:14 PM
Peppers could nod off for England in the Olympics!

I'm not as familiar with Peppers as you are MM, was he the Peppers that featured on the Lonely FaRTs Club Band?

I think he was also on good terms with Percival Vale, the composer, known as Peri to his friends as he was very fond of drinking perry.

Peri Vale's most famous works were the opening bars of the soundtracks to the films 'Dial M for Morden', 'The Shoreditch Redemption', 'North Acton by North West Acton' and 'Forest Hill Gump'. He was never able to progress beyond the first few bars.

My last recollection of him was standing on a bench at Camberley station, whipping the commuter into a frenzy, by singing 'A blue Desiro, when will we see your like again' to the tune of 'Flower of Scotland' for which he was given a warm clap. I think he ended up in the same orspital as Arry.

So, in honour of the old soak

Perivale

That is the very same Peppers. Couldnt sing though. Tone deaf i believe. And he could only sing in mono, so once the stereo revolution came he had nothing to offer.

His best recording was "With a Little Help from Mrs Trellis", possibly a success because the vocals were performed by Bingo Star Lane.

Although i never met him myself, I think Peri was an undiscovered talent. I doubt anyone has done more for the opening bars of so many minor B movies than he did. He will be sadly missed... unless of course the search party finds him in the reversing loop at Kennington.

Gosh, I'd forgotten all about Bingo.

Kennington is an inspired move as there is a choice of two northbound moves - both dangerous.

So I'm using the reversing loop to scuttle back to Balham

Er, I think I am . . . I am aren't I . . . or am I . . . yes I am

I'm in Nidd!

Hah! You are indeed in Nidd!