Recently, we were lucky enough to chat with Mandy, whose childhood bedroom had a large casement window that looked right out onto Punt Road. Her bed was alongside the window and she could see the lights from Punt Road shining through the cracks in the corners of the ceiling.
She remembers lying in bed and being able to tell the time of the night by the sound of the traffic. Between 1am and 4am there was an eerie quiet while everyone slept, then the traffic would start up again and she would know from the noise that morning was coming. She remembers the morning traffic sounding more purposeful and less chaotic than the night traffic.