This Bus is bound for Glory?
The number 32 to Golden Square (via Berwick Station) was surprisingly full when Huttonian boarded it at Hutton;first time I had used my bus pass; unusually more got on at Paxton-no one I knew. Three people to pick up at Paxton House-never known that before. I felt a blog coming on-32 Bus Full Shock. Just before the A1 the last seat was taken by a young farmer with a black lamb which sat happily on his knee. Then to my surprise the bus turned south down the A1-normally it goes north to enter the town by Castle Terrace. No worries, there must be road works on its normal route. BUT then it ignored the East Orde turn off and roared down the A1. Past Scremerston, relentlessly rolling through Northumberland.
I was going to miss my train. No one else seemed at all concerned.
'This is the 32' I asked the young farmer. ''That's right' he said.' ' But we don't seem to be going to Berwick?'
'Of course not. Its the St Albans Bus?
'St Albans? Hertfordshire?'
Yes. I am taking the lamb down to be chopped. Always on a Monday.
I hurried up the aisle to ask the driver if he could drop me at Alnwick, or Morpeth or anywhere National Express went to Berwick from.
No driver-or at least the cab was sealed off from the rest of the bus. And a big notice 'The Driver's cab can only be accessed when the vehicle has assumed a stationary position'
I returned down the aisle and asked the passengers generally: 'Which is the first stop?
said the lamb
And the wife woke me with the morning tea.
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