Avanti West Coast

With my deprature from Euston London imminent, I settled back into First Class complete with table and power plugs. I was in a forward facing seat opposite a very nervous traveller, probably reacting to my heavily tattooed hands.


Avanti West Coast

Avanti West Coast fast commute


As we set off into the English countryside I was struck with the sprawling estates, filled with almost identical houses gradually breaking down into farm lots and lovely rolling hills. What I thought I knew in postcards and photos over the years came to life in a steady stream of small woods and almost forests, rows of dwellings in small villages as we headed due north.



Having just passed the third tallest spire in the Preston child martyrs horror show, it became evident to me just how much this redundant religious zealotry has had over the general public for eons - https://icksp.org.uk/preston/. I noted the richness of the colours, the fields so rich in resources and the cold-cold weather.


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