Von Bryan's Express

[caddyman]

I have decided to go mad for a while. To relieve the stress of my modern urban existence, you see.

I have started already. A couple of days ago, thanks to romney, I acquired a copy of the Concise Times World Atlas for a mere £15 (normal retail £60 at all good bookstores now). It's a long time since I had a decent atlas, and this one is just groovy, thanks very much.

I spent a happy half hour leafing through the pages and deciding which countries I wanted and which are rubbish and can safely be left to their own devices. It turns out that I want most of them except, of course, France.

I find it really helps the mood if yopu trace your fingers across the map whilst humming the Volga Boat Song and imagining the grerat clouds of dust raised by squadron after squadron of advancing tanks.

I have decided that in addition to France, I don't want most of Siberia or any of Mongolia. Nothing but vast, desolate plains in the north, and inhospitable, dusty hills in the south inhabited by little more than the odd yak going 'moo' you see.

Fear not, for I am a good and kindly ruler.

PS:

If any of you, my dear readers, fancy a place of your own, I shall be in need of a number of Viceroys since even I can't keep an eye on all my overseas posessions all at once.

First come first served, of course.

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