At Camberwell she chants—Change here for the Alamein line. So I did because my uncle used to say that word in a certain way. Riversdale Willison Hartwell Burwood Ashburton Alamein. I was the only person who got off here. And nobody got on. A bemused and indolent suburb, stunned by peace. A slow car bumbling through the shadows of trees. A shop with a tiny woman behind the tower of tic-tacs and the deep throb of the drinks fridge by the sticky door. I looked around for a war memorial but I could find none. Just an insignificant station like…