Braunston.

A mad bus ride to Daventry. Strange to find the real world is still as bad.

Another crisp and bright morning so we headed off to Daventry for a bit of shopping.

It was like a boaters meeting at the bus stop as quite a few people had had the same idea, we all piled on under the watchful eye of a jobsworth inspector, who, after watching us all buy tickets came to our seats to check that we still had them.

Our two tickets were together as they had come out of the machine that way, he duly checked them.......... and then asked to see D's ticket. As Del boy would have said "What a P-----r"

The return journey didn't get any better, the driver obviously thought she was a female Jenson Button the speed she was driving over the icy roads. This ended with her careering off a roundabout in the wrong direction!!

Much shouting from our fellow passengers and a lot of reversing later we were back on track. A short while later we were only too pleased to get off the thing and back to normality.

Another toddy on our return returned us to sanity again.




Until next time..........................