You’re in the centre of Reading. You walk south, past the shops, the chain pubs, the empty office blocks. You reach the Oracle, a plastic, steel and glass cathedral built to praise the gods of shopping. You cross the IDR – a massive dual carriageway built through the centre of the town as part of the most ill thought out experiment in traffic management – and enter London Street. You walk past Reading International Solidarity Centre, the various solicitors, employment agencies and English as a foreign language schools. You reach the cross roads. To your right is a Tesco’s, topped by student flats. To your left are empty Tudor style houses. Opposite is a six storey block of flats designed to be the ‘model of luxury urban living’; in reality a collection of rabbit hutch size apartments which will fall apart in a couple of years. Opposite and to the right there is a rubble-strewn waste-ground. The site of one of the most successful and militant direct-action campaigns in Reading for a long time.