Well, it was a bit quiet at work until the last half an hour then we couldn't get rid of them! The regular suspects, those who don't care that you want to go home.
But when we got out, that was when the fun started. We made the bus by the skin of our teeth, but it was a good job we did, because ( and we weren't told by the bus driver!) , there was a diversion because, as we found out later, someone had been knocked down by a bus near the corner house. So we had to sit tight as he went round the back to Parliament Street.
As we had got the 58 we had time not to have the panic to get the Cotgrave.
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