You’ve been given the ability to build a magical tunnel that will quickly and secretly connect your home with the location of your choice — anywhere on Earth. Where’s the other end of your tunnel?
Not that I want to be greedy or anything… OK, yes, I do want to be greedy. I want two tunnels, please – the first to pop up at my sister’s, where I’m 10 minutes max from each of my kids.
I’d like to have my car with me, so – a 15 minute drive, say? Instead of the 6 hours it normally takes. Just enough to adjust my thinking from solitary to sociable. Very handy, that would be. I’d be on hand to administer hugs, chicken soup, birthday presents, a listening ear… And maybe the odd stint of babysitting, as long as it wasn’t OTT.
Better still, though – I’d like it to be a two-way tunnel, so they could drop in on me when they felt like it. Come for a surf. Tell me what’s on their minds face-to-face instead of by phone. Escape the rat race for the afternoon. I may be a hermit, but family is different.
The second tunnel? London. Not by car, this time. Driving in London would be one challenge too many. Perhaps half an hour on the train would be best. Once again, time for adjustment, but not the 24 hours locked in an airborne tin can which is the current option.
I love London, but living there would undoubtedly kill me because of the weather, so easy access and a quick bolt at the first sign of cold and rain would suit me fine. York would do as well, thanks for asking…