Just a short thing about an old, rusty bus stop.
Posts about Transport
When I first moved to London in 1999 I had a tube map on the wall next to my front door. Every time I went to a new tube station I highlighted it on the map. The reason was because I was interested in where I'd been to in London; a city that I was, of course, exploring a lot.
When festive dotmatrix signs go bad
There has been a lot in the press about the news that Virgin Trains has lost its franchise on the West Coast Mainline, to be replaced by First Group.
Duplication in the Twittersphere when it comes to railways and social media
The Caledonain sleeper survives to run another day
A lesson from Transport for London
What Transport for London tell you and what Southeastern tell you are two very different things.
Rumours that this Bus Week series was just a flimsy excuse to show pictures of old buses dressed up as a study of politics and the way it was applied to public transport are, frankly, unjust and uncalled for.
One of my early memories is of being at Hyde bus station with my mum and sister, boarding the 346 bus to take us home. As I board I stretch up to the driver and hand my shiny new ten pence coin and pay my fare. We then sit at the back of the bus for the short journey back to our house.