Half of Enid's story

I forgot to tell you about Enid and the bus driver – she kept telling him to travel a different route when we were out for the day; wildly she clutched her map, gesticulating with her arms trying to attract his attention whilst he was driving.

Malcolm, the bus driver stopped the bus and very imaginatively told her what to do with her map; some of the similar aged passengers were horrified at his suggestion but I became Malcolm’s best mate because I could not stop laughing.

Albert was with me on this trip too but was keeping a low profile.