Rolling hills, grassy carpet daisy-dotted,
Teletubby land but without the disturbing lion and bear who were the fear of all kids born in the nineties,
A vegan KFC plopped in the middle provides ethical nourishment in the land of Bedfordshire,
Red and white tiles, but we’re in England, not America – I assume.
And I can sit on the floor it’s that clean, just in the corner where I like it.
Cake and custard for afters and you don’t have to pay, obviously, because who pays for things in dreamlands.