Wednesday, March 22, 2006

Sir Molyneux gets his own road.

He must've done at some point, anyway. Because we found it yesterday. Look!


Sadly, it's just some skanky back-street in an awful town called Northwich. The entire town has actually been sinking into the ground for a number of years now, apparently due to the FAMOUS SALT-MINES underneath. My theory is that the town is descending to its rightful place in Hell itself, but there you go.

Still - makes you wonder what the queen's playing at, doesn't it? She goes out of her way to give Wallace and Gromit posh suburban cul-de-sacs, and yet Sir Molyneux gets a dank little corner in a backwards town where you can't get any phone signal unless you're on Orange.

Sort it, Queenie.
:: posted by Glass Museum, 01:59

2 Comments:

These scathing comments about my home town made my cry.

You're fucking horrid, Sean. :(
Anonymous, at 10:45 AM  
northwich? thats almost norwich.

i bet he would be so so proud

x
Amelia, Harrietty et al, at 3:16 PM  

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