8.20am. The 468 is at a bus stop taking on passengers. A tiny schoolchild with a huge, heavy backpack is running for his life up the road in front of the bus trying to catch the drivers eye. Just as he gets to the doors the bus pulls off without him. Nice. I felt a 'Zidane' moment coming on...
(When I was a kid I had my own classroom with my own desk where I could leave all my books. In a lot of schools these days kids don't have the same luxury. They have to carry all their stuff with them in those oversized backpacks like little academic nomads)
Note to Ken: Trams please!
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