The really bad thing about this weather we’ve been having – what I like to refer to as a 'normal' summer – is other people’s music.
I am resolutely old school when it comes to what I listen to. I can manage a big slice of The Fresh Prince and DJ Jazzy Jeff doing Summertime, although my heart prefers anything like Small Faces or Marlena Shaw doing California Soul.
Even what I am listening to is pretty irrelevant at the moment because the two cars I drive the most don’t have radios. I have an aerial on the Mini Cooper but it makes such a wonderful old racket and I would rather listen to that. The Land Rover is just as cacophonous, but the cheap radio overheated so much I unplugged it and threw it away.
Which brings me to my point. Recently I was at the traffic lights next to a Mercedes-Benz CLK that was playing rather filthy, sweary music.