Look, I don't mind you busking on the high street but I would like to choose whether I listen to you or not. On this occasion I do not wish to listen to you. Not because you're shite (although you undeniably are) but because I object in principle to the volume at which you're pumping out your caterwaulings. Anyone who inflicts their busking on others with the use of an amplifier should have said amplifier inserted where the sun don't shine. And the same thing goes for buskers on drumkits.
I remember doing the annual beer race at uni. Teams of three, mixed gender, tied together at the legs and not allowed to untie for any reason (and it was always the boys who got caught short for a pee first). A lap of Guildford calling at numerous pubs for a half, not allowed to move on till the half was consumed.
I say I remember doing the beer race ... but it's all rather hazy. I think I did it three times
Thanks for that. In particular, I wore a buff round my neck on today's plod as you advised. A non-scientific sample of one run but the breathing felt easier and the pace was up slightly. Could be other factors at play (terrain, weather etc) but it felt better and I'll keep doing it. I have a drawer full of buffs and the Aldi cheap copies.