A Confession…

I generally try to avoid branding other peoples’ hobbies as weird, or geeky, or socially embarrassing. After all, if someone enjoys something, and it doesn’t harm anyone else, then why the hell shouldn’t they spend their time and money doing it? We live in a society where people are too quick to cast judgement on anything deemed to be outside of normal, “adult” behaviour, and I think that’s a sad thing. And of course, I also need to always bear one critical fact in mind, were I too to criticise someone for they way they choose to spend their time.

I play Dungeons & Dragons.

That said, I’ve always thought bus-spotters are weird. I mean, I get plane-spotting. Planes are cool, sleek, powerful marvels of engineering that connect us to exotic locations. And I can see the attraction of train-spotting, because I think trains are pretty damn cool too. But buses? I mean… they’re buses. What’s to spot?

And then I moved to Brighton, where they name their buses after people who’ve: a) made a strong contribution to the area; and b) have died. Yes, some years after starting in 1999 they changed their policy to say that you now have to be deceased, which does rather reduce the attractiveness of getting your own bus as an aspirational goal. (I’ve always said that if I get to have one twentieth of the career that Terry Pratchett’s had I’d be very happy, and since he got a knighthood I was thinking I could dream of getting a bus, until I found out you had to be dead. Oh well.)

Anyway, It’s a simple idea… and an addictive one. I now look up at every bus that goes by to see what it’s called, and to see if I’ve seen it before. Then I’ll go home and tell my wife that I saw Dame Anita Roddick and Ralph Vaughan Williams and she’ll nod politely, no doubt as excited at the news as I am!

Going by memory, based on the above list, and some others I’m sure I recall I’ve also seen: Lord Fulton of Falmer, Jimmy Edwards, Sir William Nicholson, Helen Boyle, Millicent Fawcett, Jack Jenkins, Dame Clara Butt, Jack Howe, Rev Frederick Robertson, King Charles II, Captain Nicholas Tettersell, Prince Regent, Dr Richard Russell, Martha Gunn, Phoebe Hessel, Henry Allingham, Sir Charles Barry, Magnus Volk, Thomas Kemp, Lord Olivier, Lord Cohen, Max Miller, Queen Adelaide, C B Fry, Sir Jack Hobbs, Cecil Pashley, Caroline of Brunswick, Queen Charlotte, Captain Frederick Collins, Trevor Mann, Sake Dean Mahomed, Dame Anna Neagle, Sir Richard Sackville, Thomas Tilling, James Williamson, John Wisden, Sir Rowland Hill, Frankie Howerd, and Thomas Harrington, plus of course, lots more that I’ve now forgotten.

Which gets me thinking. According to the first page I linked to above, the bus company sell a booklet listing all the bus names for just £5. If I bought it, I could tick the buses off as I saw them…

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