
Alamy.
I learn from Martha Gill that there’s a long-running game on British radio whose object is to be the first to reach the “Mornington Crescent” tube station on the northern line. Players cite routes over London’s transport system knowing and loving that it’s an elaborate charade.
… The game is entirely made up. There are no real rules; at any point a player could “win” “Mornington Crescent” simply by saying the words. They never would of course. It is simply not done.
As with the game, writes Gill, the rules of British politics are unwritten. “[Its] smooth workings are held together by convention, good manners and a sense of… fair play…” But the main political players “have suddenly realized that they can win much faster by ignoring the rules altogether: ‘Mornington Crescent!’ they chorus, immediately, and the game is over.”
And so, after all, what never would be done, and simply is not, is done.
(Martha Gill, “Did Boris Johnson Just Break Parliament?” NYTimes, 8-28-19)
(c) 2019 JMN






Rees-Mogging the Confecters
And the gentleman administers a proper drubbing to the blighters.
(c) 2019 JMN