Editor:
We have been living in the Sapperton neighbourhood for 20 years, and the train whistle and “noise” is part of our life.
Every whistle has its personality and a story: the angry, loud obnoxious one at 3 a.m.; the one that seems to last forever and gets on your nerves; or even the one that surprisingly stops without warning, making us wonder "Why the sudden stop?"
They don’t bother us so much in the winter because the windows are closed. But spring emerges and it is a complete different story. The open windows feel
Iike an invitation to the train to pass straight into our bed, shaking us from our sleep, as if we were sleeping on the tracks: beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeppppppppppppp beeeeeeeeeeeeeep beep beep be ... p
It's 3 a.m.
Really? Was that necessary?
And so goes another spring and summer full of resentment and questioning around: What is the point of this train making so much noise? Isn’t there a more modern way to deal with this? A more quiet way? A silent way?
Guilly Milburn
