A chooay chooay chooay choo

Guess where I'm posting from? Only the bloody Eurostar, that's where! Ever since I was a small child and watched Maggie Thatcher shake Francois Mitterand's hand through the small gap where the two sides of the tunnel finally met, I've wanted to be on this train. And now I am! Sitting in London waiting to "depart", as they say in France - have been through French Border control already and le driver has just welcomed us aboard "zis train to Parees" as if it's as natural as the 23.04 to London Bridge via East Croydon. So exotic! So jet-set! So early I'll be asleep by Ebbsfleet! Salut maintenant!