Public Transport

I’ve been on the bus one day (because of this damned foot thing) and I’m already fed up and want to be back on my bike. Crammed full of sweaty, miserable commuters and noisy chavs listening to shitty R&B on their stolen mobile phones, going barely above walking pace because of the amount of traffic in Manchester, bouncing around corners on the pothole-ridden roads and throwing passengers around like they’re on a waltzer before braking suddenly two centimetres away from the bus in front. Bah, give me my bike any day of the week.

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