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Sunday 11 January 2009

Beyond Board Games

When I was a kid, my cousins and I used to play Monopoly.

To be quite honest, it may be a bit of a fallacy to say we played; we cheated more than we actually played - bless our little black hearts.

My eldest cousin brother and my sister used to team up together and collaborate to steal various chips or move the existing ones on the board, usually by having one divert attention while the other did the deed.

Another cousin used to discover their trickery and a war usually was to ensue in the house.

Needless to say, all three are now lawyers.

But I digress. I meant to mention Liverpool station, which was a prominent train station in the game of Monopoly.


This is the modern-day Liverpool station at Lime Street.

I have come a long way from those days of board games.

But it's strange. It really is.

P.S. My friend Tim pointed out that "the train stations in Monopoly are actually all London train stations. Liverpool Street station is in (wait for it) Liverpool street in London, not in Liverpool".

5 comments:

shar101 said...

So what's strange, C?

That your board game activity translate into reality later in life?

Sooo... didja play with 'Ken' or 'GI Joe' dolls when you were young?

Crankster said...

Yes, Shar.

I played briefly with Barbies before I mutilated them. My parents must have decided that Lego sets were less destructible.

jugular said...

I'll do my usual picky thing. The train stations in Monopoly are actually all London train stations. Liverpool Street station is in (wait for it) Liverpool street in London, not in Liverpool.

Good to see that your relatives were showing the qualifying attributes for becoming lawyers at an early age.

Crankster said...

Why am I not surprised? This country is dodgy as ever. :) Does that mean I'll have to go to London to come full circle?? Damn.

I remember King's Cross (snigger) and Marylebone. What was the other one - can you remember?

As far as professions go in my family, it's either law or accounting. I don't know how I turned out an engineer. Must be inferior genetics.

jugular said...

I think it's Fenchurch Street