yes you are right that's not the title of Bilbo Baggins book, but it is an accurate description of todays bus interactions.
You see I went there by car, came back home by bus then had to go there again on the bus and back by car.
Sound convoluted, oh it felt that way. The car was going in for a service (not my car) and the garage had moved, so I was navigator there and bus facilitator back.
on the little purple bus with its leatherette seats.
My Dad was less than impressed with those as he slipped and slid on them around the corners, I was amused. He wondered how I ever managed to sleep on the bus, I wondered how I was managing to stay awake , on a bus.
