On the bus

Have you ever notice that when your waiting for a bus how really boning it can be. unless you have someone standing  next to you. Even then if you say hello, will they reply with a nice hi back. 9 out of 10 times they don't. how boning. then the bus come and you get on it, and you find a seat. and there you all are trying to fine a bit of window to look out of. or you try to listen in on someone chatting, how many a time i heard  lots of things on a bus. from " on my daughter wont be with us on Xmas day she got to feed the horse". to " oh  yes i know him, have not see you in years. oh did they  move!" to  well yes we going on holiday to this place and we getting a new " yes it wonder what you can hear. the babies on buses are always fun.  they don't care they look at anyone. with there toothless smile. and there mums looking tried, or there mums looking tried and on the phone texting ( not always i might add) they you get the people on the bus with there books. mm have you ever wonder you hope they look up  and don't miss there stop.

And let's not forget the old ladies with there shopping trolleys( do you need to be old to have one no ) there always look very smart. back in there day you darn not go out with out a hat and looking smart and neat . and yes up at dawn house tidy, washing done, ironing done not a hair out of place.( while all the time underneath they wanted to be a wild hippie and talk to tree)

yes you get all human life on a bus. but a bus can be a good thing. i am sure they some people get on them so they have someone to talk to or just be around  it like there little holiday now and again.

but some people love to chat you know your never see them again. but for the short time your there. it nice.  oh and let us not forget the bus driver. so are good some are bad some go too fast some are fun.

well  the bell goes and your soon be home. the bus stop with a beep and your nearly knock off your feet. and as your walking down the middle of the bus to get off. you look at the tried people sitting there. do you ever think to yourself .they all been home soon as you get off in the pouring rain as the rain run down the back of your neck. well you better hurry or your get wet.

 oh well,another fun time on  the bus you think to yourself  as you hurry home for your cup of tea .