Apparently world war three

In Azbuka yes.
Edit: sorry, in the west it's called Cyrilic.

 

Yeah - Kate Bush told me...

 

If you stay at Soviet era Moscow hotels there used to be one on every corridor/floor looking after the foreign guests, or was that watching over them

They used to make a mean cuppa...

 

It was to Soggz, obviously I wasn't telling you what you already knew.

 

I realized that after you posted, hence I decided to edit the post with a little true story to entertain you, instead.

 

It was a while ago, I am getting on a bit now, you know


Edit more than 30 years....ago

 

The current scenario has been considered before, the linked is part of the government training manual

 

It's funny, I loved Leningrad, especially the museums, that in itself shows how long ago it was..

The sleeper between Moscow and St Petersburg was quite an experience.

The loo was just a trap door with a bog over it, press the lever and your dump was dumped "directly into the tracks".

Every other carriage had a tea urn and it's own elderly lady minder, I guess it gave the illusion of full employment....

 

In Egypt, every time the train stopped every carriage got a procession of street vendors passing through offering hot food, you could get anything it was brilliant. The bogs though - ooer - open the door and *******/crap inside from the corridor, though there was an actual toilet in there if had you wellies on to wade through 3" of pee - that was first class.

 

Very good. Have a gold star

 

Yes ...if the Colarado beetle has it's way .

So waders on 2nd class

 

Breaking news: Russian tanks spotted just outside Barnsley. It's all kicking off...

 

Funny you should say that - I think the (snobby) attitude of the first class users was in all likelihood the cause and far worse than the peasant class. We were TOLD we could not travel 3rd class though frankly I bet it would have been fine - they probably didn't have bogs and went over the side/out the window/doors. lol

 

My money is on the Tykes

 

Just seen a great convoy of tank transporters going down the A303, which is slightly…alarming.

 

Do I have to neck that new litre bottle of (Swedish) Absolut vodka I just bought, or risk a spell in Siberia until I discover a proper sense of comradeship?

 

I bet they win all the meat raffle prizes