Chapter 37

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“Dr Green has died,” Jim told Annabel. “I would have liked to go to the funeral.” “Why don’t you?” “It’s in Edinburgh and the relationship between Scotland and the North is so bad at the moment, I doubt they’ll grant me an entry visa. My colleagues at Leeds are talking about granting him a posthumous doctorate. I’ll ask if I can go up there to present it to his widow.” “I’ve heard noises about them lifting the blockade on the North,” said Annabel. “Me too, but it might come to nothing. The North has become a pariah. Everyone I know outside of the North takes the side of the other regions.” “What about this new council of Britain they’re proposing?” “Anything with representatives from all the regions is a step in the right direction. Before than their idea of reinstating the monarchy

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