Thomas More, the utopian model in hindsight. British Rail/IWM. Mid-Atlantic rollers as water pours off the shoulder. A wave of (e)motion. West London lit up like a circuit board. ‘Space, time and the universe’ revealed on radio whilst gliding through the almost deserted silent suburbs. An occasional rectangle of light. The early shift, insomnia, isolation at dawn…The galaxy of corporate stars. GlaxoSmithKline and Premier Inn as corporate stars shining in the cold darkness. The modern milkman wrestles with a metal cage as he wields the goods from tailgate to supermarket. On the highway. A steady 75mph in the middle lane as the West Country moves a fraction closer.