Metro-Land

I’m currently cat-sitting at the end of the Metropolitan Line, deep in John Betjamin’s Metro-land. O Metro-land! Is all still pleasant in this Tory suburban eternal? All early data points to no. Amersham-on-the-Hill is where the old Metropolitan Railway now ends, an almost-place with a little mock-Tudor high street, two vainglorious kebab shops, and a… Read more