My parents moved to their current house when I was three months old. It is in the heart of suburbia in a “well-to-do” area towards the end of the Metropolitan line on the London Underground network. Indeed the garden backs directly on to the train track and offers disturbances every few minutes.
Being brought up in the house, even now, I never notice the sound pollution, but visitors to the place cannot understand how my parents can live is such an abode. Much of it is due to their beautiful garden.
A few pictures can be found by clicking here.
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