Readers of a certain age now know that I'm going to be talking about buses again.
Not this time about how late they are but about the never ending material they give me for my blogs.
Being December 19th yesterday, I thought it was time I did some Christmas shopping. Actually that's a lie. I'm quite well up this year and I needed to go into Norwich to finish off the shopping.
But first I walked to Wymondham to continue my marathon 2022 walk and I'm pleased to report that by the end of yesterday I have just under 19 miles to go and 12 days to do those 19 miles. So I will be cracking open the bubbly some time in the next few days. Will let you know when so you can join in which would be lovely.
But back to the buses. I got on at Wymondham where at the front of the bus upstairs it was phlegm central. This elderly guy with a bobble hat was rocking back and forth whilst he gave his lungs a good airing by coughing very very loudly.
Then I heard a conversation into a phone from behind.
"You bring me my children. If you don't bring the kids I'm not f-----g going home. You bring them now."
Why is it that people seem to want to shout messages in public as if we all need to hear everything they have got to say? Most of those messages seem to include a four letter tirade as well.
Then on the way home we had phlegm central again - the same guy in the Bobble hat with the same cough.
Then there was a young man who decided to wait in a queue on the end of the phone but didn't wear earphones. We could hear everything coming out of his phone.
"Thank you for calling us. You are number eight in the queue."
"For f---s sake," he said very loudly.
"Thank you for calling us. You are number eight in the queue."
"For f---s sake," he said very loudly.
"Thank you for calling us. You are number seven in the queue."
He muttered and shouted very loudly and turned the phone off. I was disappointed at not being able to hear who he was hoping to talk to.
* * *
Came across a rather good joke on Facebook. So thought this would lighten the load a tad and a good way to finish off today's blog.
A juggler is busking in the street and has attracted quite a crowd. He sees a group of four men struggling to see his act. One of them is English, one is French, one is Italian and one is German.
He points to them as he continues to catch the balls and points to a place from where they will be able to see him.
They move to this place.
"Can you see me now? he asks.
One after the other they say
Yes
Oui
Si
Ja
If, like me, you can't quite get this joke try saying the words together quickly.
*- This is a reference to the situation comedy On The Buses with Reg Varney.