Ouch, and then some...

Well, some people were complaining why my bus was cut earlier.

To summarise, though, someone had the extremely poor fortune to have a rather serious road traffic collision (RTC) just before I was due to leave the western stand on my first trip of the afternoon.

First on the scene were the London Ambulance Service, closely followed by the London Fire Brigade (LFB), and then, lastly, once the traffic had achieved logjam proportions, the Police, to block roads, wave their arms, and generally state the blindingly obvious ("There's been an accident, the road is blocked, we'll dig you out before long".... Yeah, right, of course you will... not...!).

The LFB had to cut the person in the car out, and the whole mess took about three quaters of an hour to remedy, but it meant that I got run light (Read: Empty) to the eastern stand, to make up the lost time.

Luckily, most of the light-running route avoids the acual route, but for the fist half mile or so, we have to drive along the live route itself - and running light means that prospective passengers tend to ignore the route/destination blind that says "sorry, out of service", and stick their hands out to stop the bus.

Naturally, when said bus then drives past without stopping, they tend to get a tad hacked off.

And take it out on the next "service bus" that stops for them.... I've been on the receiving end of that crud before, too.

So, just another day in funland, I guess!