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Totteridge and Whetstone
Hang onto your seats, this is heart-thumpingly wild:
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I lived in Barnet for the first 21 years of my life. My dad originally worked for LNER but transferred to the LPTB Northern Line when it was electrified. Although I passed through Totterage and Whetstone station hundreds of times, I never put my feet on it, ever.
JH: Not the sort of thing one would ordinarily contemplate.
I lived in Barnet for the first 21 years of my life. My dad originally worked for LNER but transferred to the LPTB Northern Line when it was electrified. Although I passed through Totterage and Whetstone station hundreds of times, I never put my feet on it, ever.
JH: Not the sort of thing one would ordinarily contemplate.