Almost missed the bus.

But just got ready in time. This is a number 36, in case you can't tell, that struggles past me up the hill most evenings while I'm heading home. I've tried loads of times to take an interesting shot of it but have had enough, they're always naff, and this is as good as it's going to get. (At least till I decide to try again!) I'm amazed that the houses behind me are reflected in the bus's windows, who'd have thought?

Heading down to the pub soon and will be wrapping up well; looks like being a bit parky. No D & G tonight as they're off to see War Horse. Have heard it's fantastic but will wait to hear first-hand next week.