This book started off as a blog. Stop rolling your eyes skyward, it was one of the popular ones - not one of those boring journals flooding the internet to limited interest audiences. I was 48, redundant, and had applied to be a bus driver. I decided to share my experiences both funny and sad, with you. I called it 'Driving a bus' because it was about driving a bus. With me so far?
There were two routes (pun not intended) I could take. One was the gritty real life exposŽ and the other, a causal relaxed look behind the scenes of the transport industry. I chose the latter because I wanted to keep my job, but there are still very good bits. I will take you through the interview with a manager a third of my age, an embarrassing medical and the joys of trying not to crash a 12 ton coach. Later, we meet the general public and all that brings. Enjoy five years worth of mayhem.
Oh yes, itÕs not for children.