On A Hot Summers Evening...
One of the reasons I moved from my old home was the increase in the level of general background noise. I’d lived there for around 20 years, 15 of them very happily but as always, the needs of modern life always take over and you just have to accept it…or not… I was always used to the feint rumble of traffic from the motorway that skirts around the east side of the town and the 'clickity-clak' of the trains as they head off through the fields towards the North East. But, a few years ago, a new noise generator appeared in the form of an ‘A’ road bypass which follows a path through the fields at the back of my old home and effectively squeezed me into the middle of a triangle of noise pollution between the railway, the motorway and the new bypass. The noise level of cars roaring past at 5am…