disappear, so I boarded the 09:54 coach to London, David Bowie's a new life in a new town, being my inspiration
I boarded, and the bearded gentleman driving asked for forty quid..
Taken aback, I played for time.
'Errr, I've seven pound sixty three I think, here, the rest is in my rucker', I declared, not noticing the mouse like features of an unkempt black haired oaf down the bus aisle, eyeing said rucksack. 'I want payment in full , mush', said the driver, ....