The Necropolis Railway C/D

I hear it's quite good. There was a long, boring article about how he did his research for the novel published in the Guardian a few weeks ago which has put me off ever reading it, however.

And it can't hope to live up to the promise of M Jones's #10 in his top ten tube list, which was scheduled to appear in the phantom issue 5 of papercuts:

10. Kensal Green Necropolis - Little more than a lilac rubber bulb on 650V legs, and the only ellipse on the Tube map, AA Gill described the southern approach from Queen’s Park as like “the first image to burst upon the retinae of a foal, slithering reluctantly into the white-hot Venusian morning”. Situated on the former site of the Jockeys Graveyard, apocryphal tales abound of late night travellers spooked by a glimpse of faded racing silks or a ghostly whipcrack as the last Baker Street service groans south. Haunted.

(Kensal Rise Necropolis makes a great day out for all the family, btw)

JtM is OtM, Kensal cemetery is a corker. Is is that one that Brunel is buried in?

I thought for a minute this was going to be a thread about my home town. Woking and the railway to it were built by the London Necropolis Company because there were too darn many corpses in London. Read all about it: http://www.tbcs.org.uk/history.htm Jokes about hideous home counties towns, Paul Weller and the living dead may be tolerated.

I think that's what it might be vaguely about, Madchen. Whatever railway this poor chap works on only goes to a spooky graveyard...

This is a very nice, cosy thread.

We ought to have some kind of Papercuts 5 seance one day.

Ooh, blimey, look, it *is* about Brookwood Cemetary. Dodi al Fayed was buried there briefly (being a muslim, they had to get him in the ground within 24 hours and the Woking Imam was the only one available at the time) but his Dad decided it wasn't good enough for him so he dug him up and moved him elsewhere. Well, that's the story I heard, anyway.

Yurrgh, dead celebrities, the only corpses people bother about the locations of.

Oddly enough, am reading Douglas Coupland's latest - "All Families Are Psychotic" at present, a major macguffin in which is the letter that wee sexy Princey William placed on his mummy's coffin. Bizarro.

I won't go on about your delightfully greasy home town now, Madchick luv, but I would like to note that there is simply nothing worse than Woking for a living. Ho ho.

I am now the proud owner of this blood-curdling novel about 'a mad, clanking, fog-bound world', i.e., Woking.

I'm very impressed that you're from the same place as The Modfather, Madchen. I'm from the same place as Cornet George Joyce, and Ted Moult lived nearby, as did Tommy Docherty during his stint at Derby County.

Thank you all for your help. There's no way I could refuse the book after these revelations.