please empty your brain below

I realise this is giving away more than I should, but I was a child living in Golders Green when the Routemaster began its iconic existence, and I HATED it. It wasn't as familiar or cosy as the previous model, and it was noisy, uncomfortable, and extremely jerky. How it has become the beloved that it is today, I cannot understand. Now trolley buses.....

*thunk*

(the sound of my head hitting the desk after falling asleep... it's just a bus!)

(I may be deliberately trying to provoke with that last sentence)

(I don't know why I'm typing in parenthesis)

Quite right, Gordon, but you're a brave man to say it's just a bus.
The only form of public transport I've ever felt sentimental about was a 2-carriage train on an obscure Sussex branch line - not an enthusiasts' train but a genuine British Rail route of the 1950s.
It looked like an Edwardian drawing room - carpeted, with dark red plush seats arranged round the sides of the carriage all facing inwards, lots of polished wood, and velvety curtains with gold tassels. Such style!

Oh I am not alone. I lived in London for six years before I ever rode on a Routemaster, after that I had another three year wait. Wasn't impressed by it at all.

Did three come at once after that?

I'm sure there's a group about bus drivers and group sex to be had from that...











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