Was about to post the same. First train of the day cancelled. Because of an unusually large number of Thomas’s friends needing repairs.
The cunts.
I’m in a fucking foul mood today.
Was about to post the same. First train of the day cancelled. Because of an unusually large number of Thomas’s friends needing repairs.
The cunts.
I’m in a fucking foul mood today.
With all due respect, when are you not?
CP to you for behaving respectfully on the CP thread!
Hah. I actually added that bit in after.
Now’t worse than a bus driver with attitude
I know I’m fucking off right now.
CP to my dad who decided to leave the car keys and mobile on the roof of the car then drive from the national trust place back to the hotel 20 miles away.
On the funny side he’s such a slow driver that the phone stayed in place
On the unfunny side the car keys didn’t and they are currently in Hastings so I now have to fucking drive there with his spare key
Good job he could ring you
That’s a pre req for the fucking job.
Bristol bus drivers are proper grumpy twats.
You’ve been sussed Stu.
My\our role is to spread negativity and misery; also people must be punished for taking the bus.
Poor life choices must be punished; it’s the British way.
See also base specification cars.
Having to take the bus is punishment enough. Easily my worst form of transport. Hate them.
Round my way we like our buses and bus drivers. We often know each other’s names. And they are free if you are old enough. Also schoolkids mostly say “Thank you”, or “Diolch” when they get off the bus. More buses would be nice.
Most Brighton and Hove buses have names, or rather they are named after people with a local connection
https://history.buses.co.uk/history/fleethist/busnameslist.htm
Clicking on a name shows the picture of the bus and a brief bio of the person
Have a go at driving a car in Oxford city, or finding a parking space (especially at either of the big hospitals) and you might find there’s often an even worse form than the bus. Timing does matter. The car can work better on a Sunday, and the trains are OK if you’re in the city centre and fancy a drink.
Yeah but I can’t get uptrousered in my car.
I take it you’re not married to Gillian Taylforth then.