This week was the start of the new all-singing, all-dancing, improved bus network. Tell that to us sorry commuters, as only one word springs to mind – shambles.
This morning, a 50- minute wait for a bus, we were all waiting, as us Brits do, patiently, we just sucked it up.
Surely later on in the day things would get better.
No, another 55-minute wait for a bus, when it turned round the corner we were all so relived as we had given up hope.
Where are all the buses? we asked to a driver who was learning the route, (good day to start his training). Oh it’s the fog.
When in doubt blame that old chesnut, the weather.