London King's Cross railway station

yeah quantum and multiverse is just science for magic because like as i'm learning and writing for myself that like it's actually harder to write grounded stuff in reality because we have so many rules right like why can this character go around just murder people willy-nilly like where are the police is there anyone around to like call anyone that there's gunfire things like that so having something like and maybe this is me ruin it for people by saying this Think for Blake Crouch who would just be easy to have a limbo cuz like why are they hard to find I've done all the practice I understand how this works now because they're like fucking nowhere, bro like how do you find nowhere and that keeps it interesting and it makes it where you can write yourself out of a hole with like It's magic, you know, so

they're kind of like when Harry's at King's Cross station and Dumbledore's like yeah It's in your head, but it's also real

yeah yeah exactly

exactly

So we're coming to you, well, we're just rolled off a train.

We're in King's Cross, actually.

We've just come off a train from the Brentford game up in Sunderland.

We were up in Sunderland last night.

And it's so funny.

They just arrived at King's Cross Station.

The visual that I've got is that they've got tickets and everything.

With their little port tickets.

london

the fleet itself the turnmill brook the river of wells bubbles up in a hundred volumes it trickles through poems forms little pools in plays and sparkles here and there in less imaginative pages some historians of the fleet brook have regarded it with more veneration or enthusiasm than others and have mused over its probable condition in the remotest times they have pictured the period when roman villas studded its banks when snow hill was famous for its snowdrops when saffron hill was a wooded slope like the thames banks at richmond and when the stream wandered down from its source in the hampstead hills carrying swarms of silver trout into the thames they have dreamed over the time when large vessels may have floated up as high as king's cross where this black river is now carried over the underground metropolitan railway in an iron pipe or tunnel some excuse for this dream about an extinct inland river may be found in the tradition that an anchor was found some years ago as high up as the site of the elephant and castle at pancras wash where the road branches off to kentish town the fleet brook has always been celebrated for its periodical floods in winter it is the most unruly sewer in the whole vast property handed over in trust to the metropolitan board of works in eighteen forty six it burst its bounds doing much damage to property along its sides particularly between peter street and back hill its

embankment walls were much injured three houses and a warehouse in vine street were thrown down and a slaughter house and

mill house were also undermined the flood rose five feet in the houses which fell down and in some places to the height of six feet above the pavement last winter it was impassable for many weeks and thirty or forty years ago after continued rains or a sudden thaw with much snow upon the ground it has often broken up its arches and flooded the surrounding neighbourhood a flood of this kind is recorded which took place about eighteen twenty when several oxen were drowned and many butts of beer and other heavy articles were carried down the stream from houses on the banks into which the water had broken the greatest flood recorded in connection with the fleet during the present century is one which happened in january eighteen o nine at this period when the snow was lying very deep a rapid thaw came on and the arches not affording a sufficient passage for the increased current or storm waters

he could be spared from bath

a small mangy islington green exists on which it is proposed to erect a statue to sir hugh middleton

and a few trees cast their cool shadows across the bonnet shops and jewellers windows still forming the one solitary boulevard in london this is all st chad's well like the old clark's well is swallowed up by the underground railway as it passes through king's cross and

new tunbridge wells is smothered with the tenements of working watchmakers however notwithstanding all this destruction of old springs and their adjuncts it is possible that every kind of water even to sea water can be obtained in london either in the wood the earth the pipe or the bottle many peculiar metropolitan waters have been found at different times such as no country wells have ever given forth and whitechapel has been rendered famous by one of the most curious of these discoveries about twenty years ago in the middle of a very hot summer's day a respectably

Okay, go on, hit us with it.

So where was it? King's Cross? Station in like one of the walkways.

Okay.

There's just only that bit they play classical music Underground and I felt so calm and peaceful like walking through it.

Okay.

And then, so you see them at the railway station, King's Cross, at platform 975.

And then you see, he renamed his first son, Harry, to Albus Perkementus.

Yes.

and tragically we're also going to obviously talk about i mean again it's this is that's what i call hard news but it's hard news because it's just horrific news uh the tragic tragedy in spain this train crash which when i saw it happen yesterday you always hear of train crashes and you rarely expect to see the number of casualties in the way that in the way that this tragedy has just it's it's led i think the last count of something like 68 people have died and It just put me in mind of so many of those moments.

Do you remember the Paddington tragedy here? And do you remember the King's Cross tragedy? I mean, that wasn't a crash.

I interviewed people from the King's Cross.

And it was just, yeah, I just

remember.

And it is not a bad thing that I need to be pushed into of when I am confronted with by what seems so much unlike a messenger of God, I need to be aware that it could be.

And I'm actually haunted by an experience that I had in King's Cross, waiting for this train up to Cambridge.

This woman came up to me and she was probably...

I don't know, she looked young, like maybe mid-20s.