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thick that goes down 30 feet, and is still in use. That bolt hole, in turn, is linked by a tunnel to the mother of all bunkers, at the center of British government in Whitehall, with the odd name of Pindar, directly beneath Britain’s Ministry of Defence.
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Sounding like something that might be an annex of Downtown Abbey, Wood Norton Hall sitting on 200 acres of woodland in Worcestershire, one of the loveliest of English western counties, is, in fact, the cover name for a ten-story-deep bunker built into a hillside for the BBC’s brass and key presenters so that they can, even in the depths of a nuclear winter, continue to broadcast to those few above who may still be breathing. Among its facilities are, it is said, Ping-Pong tables.
Pindar again!
:: linked by a tunnel to the mother of all bunkers ::
did you do this on purpose?
Pindar was mentioned previously in connection to The Illuminati. Pindar was a Greek (Boethian) poet;
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“Pindar lived through a period of crucial change in Greek history. His life is bisected by the great Persian invasion of 480-479 B.C., a war in which Thebes, split within by factional rivalries, played a difficult and unhappy part. Against the forces of Xerxes, the combined Greek command chose to defend central Greece by ...”
From Wikpedia entry on Pindar.
“Creatures of a day! What is anyone?
What is anyone not? A dream of a shadow
Is our mortal being. But when there comes to men
A gleam of splendour given of heaven,
Then rests on them a light of glory
And blessed are their days.” (Pythian 8)[6][7]