Having taken a very long pause between blog entries, I'm hoping that these remaining will not be a complete disaster. Once again, it's difficult for me to follow the author so I had a hard time trying to get back into the swing of things...
The autho begins this chapter by talking about the life and work of British politician Herbert Morrison. This man was prominate in London politics for a long time, but gave up his parlimentary seat to focus on something called the LLC (the definition of this was not mentioned until after he had used the abbreviated form about 6 times). One of his largest accomplishments was to create a little mock roadway system for children of the White Hart Land Estate. Apparently, however, this area has currently fallen to ruin, as can be seen by the author's obvious distaste for the area currently; stating that, "Anyone...today is more likely to encounter a sex maniac released into the community, or a heroin addic shooting up..."
I'm hoping to sometime approach something in this book that would make me want to go to London. The author always starts off by talking about some wonderful piece of history, but then soon destroys it by inserting his opinion of the area today. This book just frustrates me in general.
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