It's nice to know that Monday-itis strikes no matter where you are in the world. I confess that, this morning, I have not been firing on all cylinders but have managed to switch to auto pilot, and get myself to work on time.
But it almost didn't happen that smoothly.
Walking down the driveway at 8am, what should pass us in a blue and white blur but the bus! I cannot print the expletive that escaped from both our mouths in perfect unison, but what happened next surprised us both.
Whether it's because he is an exceptional lip reader, or by sheer good fortune, the bus driver hit the skids, reversed back, and collected us.
What a man.
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