Living as we do in leafy Leighford, we rarely take the Tube, but of course it offers huge scope for losing the odd child on school trips to sundry museums; and, strangely, it always is the very oddest child that you do lose. But just out of interest, the Metropolitan Line opened in London today in 1863. Not only were we the first railway nation, we were the first underground railway nation too. The idea was to clear congestion in the capital's streets. Where did it all go wrong? Boris - any ideas?
In other news ...
I was going to say something pithy and meaningful on the fact that eighty four years ago women on both sides of the Atlantic got the vote. Then I took one look at my lovely better half pumping iron in the kitchen and thought better of it. Except to say ... jolly good; about time too!
