I went through Didcot on Friday. It seemed the best thing to do.
In fact, I realised that it's probably been 20 years since I was last in Didcot, and the place doesn't seem to have changed too much. Not as many closed up shops this time. Also, it smelt a bit better, although this was probably due to the whiff of dope greeting your nostrils as we cycled under the railway bridge and past the group of youths hanging around in the park.
Also, on the train back home, when we stopped at Didcot, there was a steam engine puffing away on the other side. So it's not all bad.