OOPS!

Had to walk the last half mile of my #95 bus journey to Trône because a #38 had run into a rather sturdy bollard.
Thing is this evening Brussels was totally constipated - everything nose to tail & no room to reverse.
The nincompoop driving the #38 didn't have the gumption to bulldoze the bollard which led to thousands of frustrated passengers abandoning their  buses & hundreds of frustrated car drivers honking - didn't hang around.
Spent a lovely evening with the couple who live above me - both young musicians...