Buses
We've got a local bus driver who likes to pull away slowly just to see how far old ladies with shopping trollies will chase him down the road. By popular demand - tell us your thrilling bus anecdotes.
Thanks to glued eel for the suggestion
( , Thu 25 Jun 2009, 13:14)
We've got a local bus driver who likes to pull away slowly just to see how far old ladies with shopping trollies will chase him down the road. By popular demand - tell us your thrilling bus anecdotes.
Thanks to glued eel for the suggestion
( , Thu 25 Jun 2009, 13:14)
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Advice from old people
Many moons ago I regularly had to take a bus from my tiny little village into Sixth Form College in Eastleigh (one of the armpits of Southampton). This was normally a tedious affair that resulted in you having to sit next to some smelly old duffer who probably thought they were still rationing soap.
On one winter afternoon I was dutifully skipping a chemistry class and returning home early to engage in far more interesting activities with my then girlfriend. Upon reaching the rancid shopping centre in the centre of Eastleigh two elderly gentlemen boarded. One of the poor old duffers was suffering from a stinking cold. As these two gentlemen sat down I was blessed with overhearing the following advice:
Duffer 1: “Cold?”
Duffer 2: “Yes! Bloody stinker…worse than a German sniper.”
D1: Best way to cure a cold you need a half bottle of whiskey and a glass of warm milk.
D2: What? You put the whiskey in the milk.
D1: Nope…you got to drink the entire bottle of whiskey before the milk gets cold. Cure anything that.
Wonderful advice that…lived by it for years!
( , Tue 30 Jun 2009, 16:12, Reply)
Many moons ago I regularly had to take a bus from my tiny little village into Sixth Form College in Eastleigh (one of the armpits of Southampton). This was normally a tedious affair that resulted in you having to sit next to some smelly old duffer who probably thought they were still rationing soap.
On one winter afternoon I was dutifully skipping a chemistry class and returning home early to engage in far more interesting activities with my then girlfriend. Upon reaching the rancid shopping centre in the centre of Eastleigh two elderly gentlemen boarded. One of the poor old duffers was suffering from a stinking cold. As these two gentlemen sat down I was blessed with overhearing the following advice:
Duffer 1: “Cold?”
Duffer 2: “Yes! Bloody stinker…worse than a German sniper.”
D1: Best way to cure a cold you need a half bottle of whiskey and a glass of warm milk.
D2: What? You put the whiskey in the milk.
D1: Nope…you got to drink the entire bottle of whiskey before the milk gets cold. Cure anything that.
Wonderful advice that…lived by it for years!
( , Tue 30 Jun 2009, 16:12, Reply)
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