On The Buses

Back to work today, on the bus because my car has conked out.

I could tell you how outrageous it is to pay £2.80 for a single ticket to travel no more than five miles, I could tell you how nine weeks off and a new computer system made me feel about as useful as a chocolate teapot today, and I could tell you how knackered I am but I don't want to whinge, so I'll keep schtum.