Euston?

As a blood thirsty war monger myself, I applaud the Euston Manifesto.

But what is it with the left? Does everything have to be so dreary? I mean, Euston for god's sake. Could it not be a little more aspirational and inspiring?

Euston is a dull, drab, dreary place. A place I associate with overpriced coffee, missed trains, and a road which is invariably denched in rain and cyclists, most often viewed from a taxi window trying to get the hell out of the place.

Come on Norm - next time, make it Acapulco, Taihiti, Primrose Hill. Something a little more aesthetically pleasing and more suitable to us middle class types who take 4 or 5 foreign holidays a year, buy our Bordeaux en-primeur and feel we're doing good if we buy an oak tree to offset the carbon footprint caused by those Virgin Upper Class seats to New York.