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By the time I emerged at the northern end of the tunnel into the gloomy January winter daylight I had become so tunnel-institutionalised that for a few seconds I felt like an earthworm without the earth around him, the sort that you see struggling in puddles on pavements, I felt horribly exposed.
The welcome leaflet from the Canal & River Trust occifer on duty at the southern end of the tunnel tells me that it is 2,528 metres long, or 2,926 yards in old money. One and two-thirds miles, if you’re going to be snitty about it. Passage took me roughly forty minutes.
Rather delightfully the leaflet reads:
If you have not come out of the tunnel after one hour and fifteen minutes we will monitor your progress [how?] and decide whether or not to call the emergency services.
If you are in trouble, the alarm signal is to…
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