Or, why public transport will never be popular.
Although in fact the only reason I’m writing this is because the train was crowded so I had no choice about where to sit, so it *is* popular.
The story: I’m travelling back from Norwich to Cambridge, and sit in the only available seat, opposite two sweet looking little old ladies. Who talk *constantly* on the 1:20 h journey back. And I do mean it… its as if they were afraid of silence, or of the possibility of thought… and (just like the yoof of today are supposed to) most sentences had “bloody” in them. They talked about… the bankruptcy (literally) of some relatives; the pigs we passed; the shops; going to buy a paper; an endless stream of trivia.
Anyway, the point is that faced with a choice between that and a nice car journey with what you want to listen to on the CD, only people with no choice, or who want to do kakuro, are going choose public transport.
On the plus side, unlike the hyper-efficient Japanese rail network, the trains were precisely on time 🙂