I was knocked off a bit over a year ago-car turned across me, I went flying through the air and landed on my knee. If I'd had my kneepads in, I reckon I'd have walked away. Since I didn't, I had a week in hospital, during which a mate from work came to visit with some goodies to stave off boredom. This included a classic car magazine, with the words "Here, this'll inspire you to get something safer". I'm pretty sure that if I'd had the same almost head on collision in anything in that magazine, I'd be be dead.
]]>*An odd little place meant to turn out technical officers, that in hindsight feels like something straight out the Laundry-even down to the old institution being put in a new PFI building that made everything terrible. One of my maths teachers from there is my mental image of Angleton. I was one of the 50% who failed to finish the scheme, which is why it closed.
**They also get abused and treated as disposable, but that's fine if you reckon you'll be doing the abusing
]]>The latter is just Yorkshire-adjacent North Derbyshire.
Does the sex need to be physical? Could the race be telepathic? I seem to remember Anne McCaffrey featuring an alien mind who the main character falls in love with in Damia, though they turn out to be a fraud.
]]>Make Brunel Broad Gauge Great again! The 7ft shall rise again!
]]>Heard something on the radio years ago, regarding children trespassing on the railway. Rail safety bloke said how some children told him how they liked standing by the trains as they went by at speed on a hot day because "there's a lovely cool spray from them"...then he told them what it was.
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