Oi!! Behave yourselves!!

They had a collection of old buses in town today, including a 70's double-decker that I probably travelled on at some point. I remember pulling faces at the drivers through the periscope thing they used to see what was going on upstairs. The enthusiast in charge was probably an old driver and recognised me as a potential troublemaker - he gave everyone else an authentic ticket freshly printed from his machine, but didn't offer me one, point blank refused to look in my direction. I watched glumly as kids and adults alike immediately destroyed their tickets or just threw them away without a care. Nostalgia is going to be the death of me, I suppose what goes around, comes around.