Chapter OneCommuting by bus can be a pain in the a*s. This winter morning it’s cold, drizzly, and I missed the first two because they were full. There is hardly anything more disillusioning than standing at the bus stop, shivering uncontrollably and watching a full, steamed-up bus drive right past you without even slowing. We’re only two people at this stop, surely the driver could’ve fitted us in!
It takes another five minutes for the next one to arrive which thankfully does have a bit of room inside. A seat is too much to ask for the first few minutes, so I’m forced to stand, hanging on to a grab handle and trying not to get ill while at the mercy of the world’s most erratic bus driver.
The heated air is finally starting to penetrate my woollen coat, allowing me to open my muffler a bi
