It is the autumn of my life…and other peoples…judging by coats and jumpers grouped together on the train…
My trip to Manchester to record ‘Pick of the Week’ a few weeks ago was quite eventful. Of course the best trick is not to sit next to a passenger who magics a smelly cheese burger out of their brief case once the train pulls out of Euston. But alas, I chose one such passenger. Then I realised I had forgotten my earphones and was defenceless in the face of snuffling and later the scrunching of a paper serviette. At least the serviette signalled the end of the eating… and one could unclench.
I used my grown up voice for this - a bit like the one I use to book a massage over the phone ….