Sat on the train in Yorkshire, but can I get to concentrate.
NO ! Every few seconds brought yet another loud speaker message:
First class is at the front of ..
No smoking on this..
If you have chosen to walk past an open ticket office ...
There are 2 bogs one at ...
On and on , until I had totally forgotten even what i wanted to think about...
They do it on purpose.
It reminded me of a short story by Kurt Vonnegut - ''Harrison Bergeron''
with its dystopian future ..That must have been their blueprint.
So I thought I'd read it again, but being bone idle I had Ivona Amy read it to me instead.
She's not bad for a robot, and only totally buggers up the odd word here and there..
I prefer it to human readings where their cadence can be annoying