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