Drive three hours south-west of London and you’ll find yourself on cowslip-fringed B roads.
Then there’s Babington House – Soho House’s first country outpost, which brought a heady dose of glamour to the postcode when it opened in 1998.
“Fifty per cent of my clients are Londoners,” one local estate agent tells me.
Having grown up in Somerset’s market town of Frome when hanging out at Poundland was considered the highlight of a week, I find this change in fortunes unfathomable.
There were no injuries, but the track was damaged as well as the train.
People are advised to check before travelling and leave plenty of time.