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It's a small town, it has only a few docks ... now they are in a trap.
The name of the Slough was Despond.
My favourite pool is located in a remote valley in the eastern Lake District, surrounded by vine-hung cliffs and slippery boulders. It has a torrential sheet waterfall at one end and is almost black in colour, so it appears bottomless, a portal to nowhere.
A bath tub, apparently, was the first thing I wanted to be.
Angleterre Hotel,
Charleston, West "by gods" Virginia
Brighton Fishing Museum: Admission Free'.
Bring it, Darth Bathrobe!
paradise for people who look as if they have just stepped out of a Barbour catalogue.
For centuries my father's family lived on Britain's biggest tidal river, the Severn, on which there was a huge trade with the interior, and through the Port of Bristol with America.
I have a beautiful, big bathtub.
The palace of the Saggese family, once the great landowner of those parts. An archway
Let us find the Dam snack bar.
The garden of Eden was a boggy swamp just south of Croydon. You can see it over there.
I'm a Bristol person too, I lived in Bristol during the war.
A letter today from a Mrs Gladys Freeman, 45 Sebastopol Terrace, Blackpool. 'Sir, reference the room you had here during the party conference season. Well, we know what it is. We know who done it. But for heaven's sake tell us where it is!
Aberdeen, a city in the northern reaches of HSBC-London. Their
with thick stone walls and high, slitted
THE REIGATE PUZZLE
exhibition. Lake Eden.
Oh, to be in England, now that England's gone. This World Service, this little bakelite gateway into the world of Sidney Box, Charters and Caldecott, Mazawattee tea, Kennedy's Latin Primer and dark, glistening streets. An
Unfortunately a lot of Bristol's creativity just gets marooned in Bristol. It is a cool place though, maybe too laidback for its own good.
Park hill staten island seal, rock the reel to reel we high hills deep
Gloucester's not some chi-chi tourist town. It's a working-class seaport: a no-kidding-around down-and-dirty place.
Lake Winnipesaukee, he
Briarwood is the pretty poison. There is no cure for Briarwood.
We live in bloodbath times ... and looks like tonight is bath night.
on the outskirts of Johnson
Kingsport or feel at home there. Before
Few areas which are not publicly owned can boast as many footpaths as the Cuckmere Valley. For a short walk, a footbridge across the river leads back to the little hamlet of Milton Street, where another classic local pub, the Sussex Ox, provides an admirable lunch.
Where's the dam water fountain I'm thirsty?
For the bored souls, sometimes sea is the best answer!
Huntleigh's (Yes, I gave them a cheesy couple name in my mind)
I dedicate this book to the rock of hospitality and liberty, to that portion of old Norman ground inhabited by the noble nation of the sea, to the island of Guernsey, severe yet kind, my present asylum, my probable tomb.
Rememberatorium),
Welcome to Tippington Fountains Shopping Center!" The doors opened to reveal the shopping mall before them. The store doors sparkled with shiny chrome handles, glass elevators rose smoothly between
Bahia Mar marina, Fort Lauderdale.
Well being as there's no other place around the place, I reckon this must be the place, I reckon.
Prettier musings of high-wrought love and eternal constancy could never have passed along the streets of Bath, than Anne was sporting with from Camden-place to Westgate-buildings. It was almost enough to spread purification and perfume all the way.
The Thames is a wretched river after the Mersey and the ships are not like Liverpool ships and the docks are barren of beauty ... it is a beastly hole after Liverpool; for Liverpool is the town of my heart and I would rather sail a mudflat there than command a clipper out of London
The new building housing the store. The
the Isle of Wight, with occasional visits to
NRS called the "Big Basin Water Container" -
Gigantic, willful, young, Chicago sitteth at the northwest gates.
London! the needy villain's general home, The common sewer of Paris and of Rome! With eager thirst, by folly or by fate, Sucks in the dregs of each corrupted state.
Don't deny me what's mine, Brighton.
I know that Brighton is famously a mixture of the seedy and the elegant, but in the summer of 2001 seediness swamped elegance hands down.
This is the entrance
To the city of you...
Any port in a storm.
THROUGH THE TRAPDOOR I
Newport, Rhode Island, that breeding place-that stud farm, so to speak-of aristocracy; aristocracy of the American type.
Hapmshire" typo,
I thought that was my room," she said, gesturing behind him.
"It is."
"And my shower."
He sniffed with irritation. "I have a bathtub."
"And that's a problem?"
"I don't do bathtubs, Miss Burel." His eyebrow lifted. "Unless I have company.
The buildings of the great city of Placeholder sprawled either side of the dark crack of the river like boils on buttocks. There
CLEARVIEW, QUEENS
I pride myself in being an aficionado of the British seaside. Throughout my career, I have visited and worked in many of the famous British resorts, from Great Yarmouth to Largs.
My kingdom for a flush toilet.
On the Jellicoe road
Brownsville, having missed their road and wandered in the
the base of the cliff. All
Under such circumstances, I naturally gravitated to London, that great cesspool into which all the loungers and idlers of the Empire are irresistibly drained. There
I'm not a bath man myself. More of a cologne man.
Rock pools, so-named because they have been hammered out of rocks at the ocean's edge, are one of Sydney's defining characteristics, along with the Opera House and Harbour Bridge, though not as well known.
When Blur first started and we were playing Manchester the Hacienda was the place to go. That was where a lot of exciting stuff was happening and London was pretty dead.
Even dirty water has a bath
And at my feet the pale green Thames
Lies like a rod of rippled jade.
At the Colony Club, Barbados, you could swim straight from your hotel room to the swimming pool, via a small stream off your balcony, lined with stunning waterfalls and plant life.
In Birmingham, the women are maintained, the men are greedily lustful, and the children are named after high-end automobiles. You are just as likely to run into a Bentley, Mercedes, Porsche, and Lexus walking on the sidewalk as you are cruising the downtown streets.
I enjoy travelling the world, but nowhere beats Walsall.
As I came down the Highgate Hill, The Highgate Hill, the Highgate Hill, As I came down the Highgate Hill I met the sun's bravado, And saw below me, fold on fold, Grey to pearl and pearl to gold, This London like a land of old, The land of Eldorado.
Barb's house, when I finally
Barrabas came to us by the sea.
Look over there - on that corner by the bus stop - isn't that Winchester Stone? As
Gee, this isn't like I imagined it would be in the bathtub.
ferry landing, found
Tottenham Court Road, and he left a tidy business
Six biscuits, crow, hydrant!
Waterside was poor. Hillside was rich. Waterside stank. Hillside was clean. Waterside had thieves. Hillside had bankers -I'm sorry, burglars.
There was something very fishy about Riley Bay.
The sea is the universal sewer.
My family and I live in a wing of a Georgian mansion in East Sussex, which was built in the 1780s and fell into disrepair. It was rescued in the Seventies and carved into six terrace houses.
Merciless Mart, with its grand lobby. I glimpse the Abnegation
Sydney's most famous beach is Bondi. At its southern end is Bondi Baths, an eight-lane, 50-meter saltwater pool built into the cliffs.
Cruise the diamond district with my biscuit.
Look here, do you know the whole North End once had a set of tunnels that kept certain people in touch with each other's houses, and the burying ground, and the sea?
The town of GUILDFORD, which (taken with its environs) I, who have seen so many, many towns, think the prettiest, and, taken all together, the most agreeable and most happy-looking, that I ever saw in my life.
the wizard prison,
Ah sweet city of my dreams
Of speed and skill and schemes
Like Atlantis you just disappeared from view
And the hare upon the wire
Has been burnt upon your pyre
Like the black dog that once raced
Out from trap two
A spa hotel? It's like a normal hotel, only in reception there's a picture of a pebble.
The great bronze gate began to crack,
The sea broke in at every crack,
Pellmell, blueblack.
That gate," said the under-gardener, turning with great deliberation towards the south, and embracing the whole of that part of England with one comprehensive sweep of his arm. "Curious,
I need to use the Dam Bathroom, I need to use the Dam Snack bar, I want a Dam Tee-Shirt.
Here by the Canal, a g - A hand closed around Eddie's
away from Clive.
What I have always liked about Brighton is its impersonality. Since the 18th century, people have come, used the place and gone home again.
One has not great hopes from Birmingham. I always say there is something direful in the sound.
gate, the guards, who
Of course it's a trap
With her, it always is one
Trappy McTrapface
Britomartis jumped from the ledge and landed in a kneeling position, her skirts spread around her in a pool of netting.
(She loves those dramatic entrances. She is such an anime-character wannabe.)
They had eaten at a place called Terry's for lunch, Terry's Primo Subs in Hampton, which was back in New Hampshire, on the sea.
Freeside is Las Vegas and the hanging gardens of Babylon, an orbital Geneva and home to a family inbred and most carefully refined, the industrial clan of Tessier and Ashpool.