please don't hurt us

Though the train is significantly quicker for popping through to Ayr from Edinburgh it becomes somewhat less quick when there are engineering works between Kilwinning and Johnstone. It didn't look like changing at Troon for Kilmarnock and thence to Glasgow would be any quicker so we had a nice little ride on an unpleasant fag-smelling overheated mankybus. The carriages usually used between Ayr and Glasgow by SPT are never exactly fresh and pleasant but they're better than any of the buses waiting outside the station to perform shuttle duties though the piles of rickety shite which filled the school driveway at ten to four every afternoon twenty years ago were in better condition. Bus drivers have evidently never realised that warm, stuffy air isn't the best thing to be breathing when rocking and bumping back and forth and up and down. I'm always fine on trains and usually more concerned about crashing into other things on the roads but in between idly wondering if the deeply pained-looking driver would suddenly start sobbing uncontrollably before stamping on the accelerator and swerving into a tree I found a little time to concentrate on the horizon and attempt to catch the tiny wafts of slightly cooler and less stale air squirting from the nozzles above. Not much trouble from fellow passengers on the journey except for one bloke who had given off an air of menace when boarding the train earlier which he justified and underlined by bringing out a Chris Ryan book to read when he got onto the bus. At least we got to see something different to the view available from the train window though it's not a view I'll be rushing back to see again at any point soon.