In venemous natures something may be amiable: poisons afford antipoisons: nothing is totally, or altogether uselessly bad.

But those 13 miles go through central London, and where the Underground interchanges with Crossrail, its own stations will be boosted and glamorised, especially at Bond Street and Tottenham Court Road.

This is what makes off-hand testimony about the subjective identity of different sensations well-nigh worthless as a proof of the fact.

The pioneers were determined to build a community in the wilderness come hell or high water.