So..we have a problem.
I don’t get the bus to work any more.
I was thinking, it kinda makes the name/ethos of this blog
I drive now – a rise in my pay packet
and that I have a car means
I drive over the Harbour bridge every day.
Tunes blaring, foot to the peddle,
left foot just on the edge of the clutch,
ready to push it in, hold-hold- as I go around the corner,
quick check, look see
bang, slam it into 3rd, and push it around
in the outside lane
around that gorgeous hairpin on to the bridge.
But I digress,
Who’d be one??
And so my bus stops.
But i never will