More buslifting than shoplifting.
My university campus (Bretton Hall, if anyone knows it), had a long driveway running down onto the site. The local bus service used to stop on campus, making their way up and down this driveway. It was decided, for whatever reason, to put speed bumps in.

The bus drivers didn't seem to want to slow down for them. Many times we would hear the squeal-THUD of the back end of a bus slamming down onto one of the speed bumps, followed by rivers of oil and the inevitable death of the engine.

One day, a bus hit one of the bumps with such force that the big metal panel that covers the engine right at the back fell off. It had barely touched the ground before a group of students from a nearby block (Litherop) nabbed it. I couldn't say what eventually happened to it, but for a long, long time it sat proudly on view in the window at the top of their stairwell. Maybe Arriva didn't want it back.
(Musuko, Thu 10 Jan 2008, 13:38, 3 replies)

Ah, Bretton...
Thems were the days. I particularly liked the death-or-glory approach the bus drivers took to that hill when it was snowing.

Great days!
( Devil_In_Tights the *real* DiT!, Thu 10 Jan 2008, 16:04, closed)

A Brettonite!
When were you there?

A friend of mine had the ground floor middle room in Haigh. I kept scaring her by suggesting that one day a bus would miss the corner and plough into her room.

Personally, I think the drivers were trying to get airborne.
(Musuko, Fri 11 Jan 2008, 14:39, closed)

Indeed!
I was there 2000-3, and I lived in Delius on the Manygates campus, and studied good old Theatre Acting, and may I say that really has taken me places in my life!

You?

It's a shame the old place is closed now, soon to be reopened as a health farm. I mean, where will the put the blue plaque?
( Devil_In_Tights the *real* DiT!, Mon 14 Jan 2008, 16:21, closed)