RE: WATCHA DUIN TODAY. - 25

Not exactly, of course they recognise my importance, but I am near the start of the route and one had gone just before.

If they allocate buses per pro importance of their passengers, I'm surprised there is even a service that runs out your way.

Phil

I see Phil that explains why there is one permanently parked at the end of your road then.

SB, I'm intrigued do you work near the cafe, or do you go there every morning and back out again ?

I know the answer to this but I want to hear it from SBs own Blackberry.
In the mean time, Signman, just think Triangle and bus routes.

Posted by Sheldonboy

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I see Phil that explains why there is one permanently parked at the end of your road then.

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SB

If there were a bus waiting for me, it would wait for a very long time.

Phil

Posted by signman

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SB, I'm intrigued do you work near the cafe, or do you go there every morning and back out again ?

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John The Cafe is in the Bull Ring as you know. On working days I change buses near it. On some none working days it's my escape. Not that I need one of course.

John

SB is the eternal teenager, when I was in my teens when I got home after work. I couldn't wait to get to the local Coffee House. The El Greco on Nechells Green as a matter of fact.

SB is still the same now.

Phil

SB, This is Phils old haunt,taken in 1961.
Doing nothing today, going to have a few jars with a friend of mine in another local called the Kings Arms

Posted by phil

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John

SB is the eternal teenager, when I was in my teens when I got home after work. I couldn't wait to get to the local Coffee House. The El Greco on Nechells Green as a matter of fact.

SB is still the same now.

Phil

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Yes but my cafe is good for a chat, and of course good grub. Not full of gangs of loonies who are stuck to the Juke box. (there isn't one).

SB

The trouble with Coffee Bars was they were given bad names by people that never went inside them. We were always told by parents and our elders not to go in so and so café because it was full of tearaways. Ted's, rockers. hippies. mods, skinheads or whatever the present vogue was.

Once we plucked up the courage to go inside one of these dens of iniquity we wondered was all the fuss was about. After a few weeks of using it, we became classed as one of those denizens of hell that our parents had warned us about.

Phil

But were you Phil.

Not me I was then as I am now a perfect angel.

Oh yeh, just like my Avatar.