A Bus Called Bruce

I’ve spent some of the past week perusing a book on Brighton bus names given to me by the lovely Syleth after she read my confession last week of my new hobby of bus-spotting. It’s an interesting read, but one entry in particular caught my eye.

A bus called only “Bruce”.

What kind of person […]

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 […]