That Brexit Moment

We encounter Brexit moments all the time. Mrs P and I were faced with one just the other day when walking along the Regents canal. As you approach Angel, one is faced with a choice. You can take the ramp up and off the tow path into a well heeled residential road or one can plunge into the rather murky waters and enter the tunnel. Where does the tunnel emerge? How long is it? What will one find on the other side? How many water borne diseases will you have contracted by the time you get there? Continue reading “That Brexit Moment”