News from Blighty that the Charles Dickens Theme Park nears completion.
I am fighting the petulant, precocious, and insufferable debating club adolecent still within to stop myself from continually saying "Oh yeah? Well we all live in a George Orwell theme park these days. It's so like 1984 everywhere, man."
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I am SOOOO there, but am wondering if it will be best of times or worst of times...
who's first to ride the tiny tim then?
It can't be any worse that the alleged "American style"* theme park that opened in Norfolk when I was a kid. Ah, Pleasurewood Hills, with your bear mascot I erroneously thought was named "Pleasures the Bear" but was actually called "Woody the Bear" which isn't much better. At least you could see the only nudist beach on the coast for a split second as the roller coaster crested.
(*If "American style" means a vague rip-off of a bad state fair midway with a BMX track attached, staffed by surly simpletons and continually afflicted by persistent drizzle.)
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