Bursting

I'm on a bus! I'm on a mutha ... ok, that's enough of that. The bus from Goldenacre up the dizzy slopes of Dundas St and the dizzier slopes of the Mound - top deck, front seat - and then on via its winding route to Shandon Heights. Haight Ashley, indeed. For I've been out for a beezer couple (ish) of beers with a couple of stalwart boaties. Messrs Kpax & Dwson. What great crack. Some nights just click.
As do some days, I should hasten to add, but the photographic evidence of that is lacking, so it was the iPhone out the bus window. He was one of those drivers running to schedule - long stops everywhere. And there was me bursting to get home for a pee. I should have taken a bottle.