Interesting exercise. This gives the place a very different feel. If one were to do this round Europe I wonder what, if anything, one could deduce about places.
I love the translation of place names into English
I think it is Madrid where you hear 'Proxima estacion, Esperanza'. Next station: Hope.
(also the name of a Manu Chao album, so I wasn't the only one pleased by this)
I always liked the thought of getting off 'under the limes' in Berlin. I notice there is one called Conpunching. Maybe not a good destination for Boris should he visit?
Looks like something one of the teenage boys I used to teach might knock up at the back of class on a Friday afternoon for the amusement of his pals. They are the only people who might find lesbian a 'rude' word. (@james)
Well actually, James, I think people need to be warned that the use of lesbian as a 'rude' word is not the worst of it and some people might be offended by the creators idea of what is 'funny'. I mean, have you read all of the 'renames'?
I didn't read it all. I spent 30 seconds on it at most.
The first few that caught my eye convinced me that this was pretty schoolboy humour, and then I spotted a few that were actually quite offensive and not remotely funny. I was guessing you didn't read them all or perhaps you have and we just don't share the same sense of humour.
If you like it, fine, but I wouldn't want anyone to click through to it without some kind of warning that it may offend them.
Just standard protocol on the internet, James , to warn people that a link contains bad language and may cause offence.
Thank you James but don't you think telling someone three times to lighten up is verging on the 'rude' itself. You'll be telling me to 'get a life' next I suspect.
Not sure why you can't see how light and airy I feel as a result of your extortions to er... 'lighten up' - you should bottle it James, it's miraculous.
James, you're becoming a bit of a pain. No, it wasn't funny and certainly not up to your usual standards. I know public toilet walls are pretty scarce in Harringay, nevertheless . . . . .