Perivale station is great. A good view of the former Hoover factory, that 1930s art deco factory of the future. Currently occupied by a supermarket, apparently. Picking up 5 culture tokens and using residual momentum ("Maa-innnd tha FLAAAAN-dge!"), I swoop tubularly to Piccadilly Circus for the lights.

Careful stehvelo, they are setting a trap. That's the last advice I'll provide. Knerdling to Chalfont and Latimer.

I'd better move away from Chalfont & Latimer then as I've stood there for ages. Morden, *token flipping* ahoy!

Frisbeeing a culture token to IJB for preknerdled advice, gratefully acknowledged, I emulate the Hopkins Progression and digress to Covent Garden. For the mimes, natch. Ooh b*gger! 'Oo stole me walle'?

Leaves me free to move ellipsoidally to Oxford Circus for the Dreaming Spires and clown costumes.

Theydon Bois again, sorry.

Ah! The Hopkins' Flange (note the apostrophe - she came up with it not only after the Progression but also her unfortunate but amazing accident) takes me to... let's see, my chart says Euston Square.