Introduction


Can each day be headlined by a word (or two) and represented by a single sentence?

Will they, in turn, weave together to form a tapestry of the year?

It may be more mundane than momentous, but it’s mine to share.

Wednesday, 3 February 2016

Bus Passed

On reaching sixty years of age I was surprised and disappointed to learn I was not yet eligible for a free bus pass, needing to first reach the pensionable age of a woman with my date of birth; this I have now done and although I won’t get a state pension for a while (unlike my imaginary twin sister) the bus pass was duly applied for and received a few days ago; however in the intervening three years the bus services have dwindled and currently the village has public transport only on a Monday, when the bus makes three trips to Darlington (but only two trips back), so on any other day I’ll need to drive onto a bus route and park up before getting any benefit.

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