They've just built a new bus shelter in the village. Trouble is, it's too small for the bus.
It was staring me in the face and I didn't see it! The new bus will be smaller.
Is that the Daresbury (near) where Lewis Caroll was born?
It is the same Daresbury.
The X30 squeeeeeeezes through between the parked cars and vans as it passes through.
I was on it when a bloke in a Range Rover decided the best way to pull out of a blind driveway was at speed. His bonnet ended up in the side of the bus. I was half-way down the right hand side of the bus and ended up face-to-face with the driver of the Range Rover.
I'm so cool in a crisis - I did a bad thing. I slowly put down the Metro, faced him, looked down at the crumpled front end of his car, and back at him. He was staring out of the windscreen, ashen-faced, with white knuckles gripping the steering wheel. Cool as anything, I slowly shook my head, put on a pitying expression and mouthed "You w**ker". Then picked up the Metro and carried on reading. I'm sure that made him feel much better with himself.
As I discovered in subsequent conversations with the bus driver, the bloke was driving someone else's car. One expensive whoopsie.
Such is the excitement of commuting by bus through Daresbury.