8 9 10

Stopped 50 metres short of the bus stop, the driver of the 308 had opened his security cage and was sprawled back in his seat. The bus doors were open. “I’m on a break,” he said, and took a bite. “Next one in an hour.” I usually walk anyway.

6 7 8 9 10 is a Darley St mystery, to me anyway.

Hope you’re having an enjoyable Sunday.