What is it with public transport? for bringing out the worst in people?
Story here of a bus journey is the perfect mirror of my week-before-last’s experience on the train, except then it was a troop of teenage Aberdonians, heading south with minimal luggage and a huge box of beer, so that the hour’s delay before the train arrived* just gave them a headstart on the nuisance index for when they actually boarded the train.
“They were loud and coarse, but that was okay; I reckoned they would soon be off on somebody else’s bus. But when the No. 24 arrived from the hospital, they piled on our little country carrier. I was doomed to co-exist with half a dozen hopes for the future.”
* Don’t get me started on over-crowded trains that don’t even run on time.