Sometimes there are creeps chillaxing within the reeds so watch yourself, go with a buddy. Heading up to Longwood, though, is woodsy and idyllic. Best part of my commute.
The damming of the Charles led to a less swampy Fens, and the rise of the sly dog, Washburn, of the Museum of Science, who my Pops learned to avoid while on the Theatre of Electricity design team. Van de Graf Generators! Also, 2nd hand doobage at the Planetarium; great music, leave the kids at home till they sneak out on their own.
Some fun can be had tracing fen to England, then lutetium, to Paris/Lutetia, and rooting around in the swampy mire. Viva la Chomsky! 🙃
"Bold Gryffindor, from wild moor,
Fair Ravenclaw, from glen,
Sweet Hufflepuff, from valley broad,
Shrewd Slytherin, from fen."
I do prescribe more BBC and Canadian relatives. Canadians may be weird, but easy to befriend.
My Mimo from the Maritimes respected only the Queen of England as her ruler (and Springfield as the capital of Massachusetts, hmm).
Glorious, unstoppable Madness.
Get on it, ye' tadgers!
With 'city' in the clue and beginning with 'M' it wasn't a big stretch, but still. Definitely agree with the suggested change to Cottonopolis.
The Queensberry rules for boxing were not made by the Marquess of Queensberry. They were written by John Graham Chambers - the Marquess sponsored them as a prominent figure, so they got named after him.
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