Another bloody ugly expanse of grim industrial concrete spread of leisure park. No sign of a Royal Park, unless the Queen likes to hang out at one of those free standing Pizza Huts that seem to come in clip-together kit form and spring up overnight. I image a vast forest expanse used for royal hunting parks, like the New Forest. Anything natural here long since paved over and tarmaced.

Could be anywhere in Britain, out-of-town shopping complex with emotionless Vue cinema, which is our destination to see The Prestige.

However, the station itself another one of those thirties brick built glories with charming signage and glass fronted layers. The only thing of beauty around here.