Every passenger has a story in them. Every passenger has done something interesting or surprising, often amusing or thought provoking. It is usually the quiet ones and seemingly dullest who come out with the most amazing stuff.
Children, on the other hand are different. They rarely are silent and tend to be upfront with their views and remarks. The Manchester children returned to the bus following their stay at the outward bound centre, bubbling over with energy and vitality. Their effervescence was catching as I talked to them as they boarded the bus.
"Did you have a good time?"
"Yeeeaaaahhhhh," they replied in unison.
"Fun things to do?"
"Yeeeaaaahhhhh," they replied again.
"Food good?"
"Yeeeaaaahhhh," they cried out.
"But I bet you are looking forward to getting home and to Mum's home cooking?"
There was silence. Until one girl said: "Nah. I don't like it. She burns everything."
This is a rare insight into the world of buses in North East England. It is seen through the eyes of a tall (6' 6 1/2" or 1.99m), distinctive middle aged bus driver who relies on a remark from one of his passengers as his motto: "You are better than some, but not as good as others." What occurs on my buses often defies belief and is usually funny. When I am not on the buses, it is a continued observation of the bizarre world around me.
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