‘The home of Festival Place’ is how thesigns announce Basingstoke. You look out at the bland new builds and hoardings and admire their optimism.
At each station a young girl pauses from her colouring-in to ask her grandmother “Is this our stop?” It never is.
You don’t need to look out the window as a young child down the carriage excitedly points out all the good stuff; “Airplane! …Digger! …Loads of cows!”
somewhere behind me a man is “putting the feelers out and looking for some face time before we bed this in”, although there’s a chance he’s reading from the script for Carry On in the Office.