Roxanne is trying to be brave. She is trying not to show how much of a failure she is. Not funny like Freddie or Daddy, or talented like Mummy. She is treading the streets of Ottery St Catchpole raw. Her very soul is tired, and the pubs she almost lives in are choking her with the stench of beer and cigarette smoke. She needs to move on, the town, people and roads are sick of her, and she thinks she knows they feel the same. She must move on to another place. And who knows where she'll go after that?