As part of ongoing consultation on development of a vocabulary, I went to Worle in Somerset this morning - and jolly pleasant it was as well, being driven along a ridge with the Bristol channel and then Cardiff and the mountains of Wales as a backdrop. Good meeting, lots of new ideas. 

Got dropped off at Worle station and noticed someone listening intently to a small green box (about the size of a small packet of cereal) bolted to the railings. After they moved on, I too pressed the button and was slightly amazed when a voice from within started to describe the forthcoming train times. 

I have a photo on my mobile phone which I will post as soon as…