Starting at 4:30 am this morning, and continuing for a good ten minutes, a nearby train blew its horn loudly and nearly continuously.
Lying in my bed, I came up with two theories.
Number 1: the tracks lying parallel to Stratford Road were overrun with a herd of wild oxen.
Number 2: a four year old was allowed to man the train horn.
edit: I swear I'm going batty. I'm hearing lots of train hornage now, at 7:50. Are the train horns stuck in my head? Is it like having an annoying song stuck in my head? Do I need to hear another loud, repetitive noise to free myself?