Yesterday was my weekly trip to dispense bite-size chunks of my Perl knowledge to selected denizens of Tunbridge Wells.
On the way back I was sitting on the train reading Mortal Engines by Philip Reeve. It’s set in a distant future where most towns and cities have turned themselves into “traction cites” which move around the country attacking at destroying other towns. At one point the main characters are picked up by an extremely run-down and unpleasant town called “Tunbridge Wheels” which made me smile when I read it as it was the kind of thing that would really anger any inhabitants of the real Tunbridge Wells.
I was even happier a couple of chapters later when the town was destroyed.