It seems like a while since I last posted. In reality, it’s only been a few days. I’ve been slightly uninspired. It happens. Sometimes it’s like a blogging brick wall has been built and you can’t break through it.
Saturday saw me on a five hour round trip to see a Scottish Cup match which was [...]
Posts Tagged ‘bus’
A wasted journey and the clocks go back.
Sardines
What is it about bus drivers (and I am well aware that Blakey was a bus inspector) which make them so miserable? I’ve lost count of the number of times I’ve been running for a bus and I know that the bastard can see me in his wing mirror and yet he still pulls away [...]
