No ones teleported me to a Waffle House in ages 😔

@TheBreadmonkey I used to teleport home after every drunken night out. I'd also always be missing roughly the amount of money a taxi would have cost.

It remains a mystery.

@TheBreadmonkey It certainly does raise questions about just how cost-effective teleportation really is as a mode of transport - especially given the additional risks, such as accidentally waking up in a ditch. Or worse, on a train to Milton Keynes.

No-one goes to Milton Keynes deliberately.

@ApostateEnglishman @TheBreadmonkey from this I deduce that Milton-Keynes is the british equivalent of Bakersfield California.

A place that is widely agreed to be ass but that people end up in for all the wrong reasons.

@laprice @TheBreadmonkey Yes. Here in the UK we also have Ilkeston, a town so culturally bereft that even the birds are sad.

Thousands of years ago, some malignant entity buried itself deep under what was to become Ilkeston, and has been sapping the joy from all above it ever since.

No-one in Ilkeston has ever smiled.

@ApostateEnglishman @laprice @TheBreadmonkey The main issue with Milton Keynes is every road claims to be a route out of the town only to mysteriously place you looking at a sign telling you the town centre is 2 miles ahead again.

There is a web around the town that that if you escape the inner circle seems determined to push you back towards the gravitational field at the centre.

It's an episode of The Twilight Zone as road planning.

@naturepunk @ApostateEnglishman @laprice @TheBreadmonkey I’ve been there a couple of times. My favourite bit is the, ahem, ‘Theatre District’, which contains one (1) theatre.
@naturepunk @ApostateEnglishman @laprice @TheBreadmonkey @PetraPhoenix I used to have a friend who lived in one of the villages that was swallowed up into MK.
Driving from the M1 to his house was one roundabout less then driving back.
To the same junction on the M1.
I never did work out where the extra roundabout inserted itself...