The random musings of a short man in a big world

So it’s a cold at wet Tuesday morning in the granite city, and here’s me sat on a bus.

One of the most infuriating things about this city, and indeed the surrounding areas, is that the public transport infrastructure pretty much doesn’t exist.

Sure, there’s buses, but neither First in the city nor Stagecoach in the Shire, seem capable of rubbing two brain cells together. Have you ever tried getting to the airport, for example, on public transport? Oh, you can do it alright, but not without a LOT of planning.

And then there’s the more mundane stuff, like getting from my home, in the middle of nowhere, to work in the Largest Suburb in Europe.

An hour and a half, it takes, to make what is a half-hour journey by car. And the Goverment wonder why people don’t use public transport…

Apart from the fact the new Weezer album is bound to reek of awfulness, I do have this to say about it: Fecking ACE cover!