I didn't think Cambridge station could get any more horrible but @greateranglia have been playing recorded announcements back to back for forty-five minutes in an unrelenting sonic assault.
C'est sur Islay, Islay, Islay
C'est sur Islay je suis né
C'est sur Islay, Islay, Islay
C'est sur Islay bel-le.
C'est sur Islay vert en l'herbe
Que je suis né et élevé
C'est sur Islay vert en l'herbe
Que je suis né et j'étais.
What's the song where you realise you're in too high a key soonest? I have never absentmindedly sung Ae Fond Kiss without lurching down on the second line.
The new Ely Post Office has a low ceiling, no room for a one-way system, no discernible ventilation and is full of a long queue of vulnerable people. But it has a wee bottle of hand sanitiser so the government probably reckons it's all fine.