A little while back, in July to be precise, Mrs PBTT and I went to the local Camberwell bus garage open day. No, we are not bus spotters, or whatever they are called, but there were plenty of men on hand (and they were all men) if you wanted to know the difference between a mark II and mark III Routemaster, or to know which route the blah, blah, chassis runs on or whatever....
No, the reason we went is because I'm a nosy parker and I wanted to feast my eyes on the old Routemasters and get a free ride on a bus as it went through the bus wash, which is like a car wash but sooooo much bigger and more exciting. Obviously. Problem is, everyone else thought the same and the queue was massive.
So we had to make do with getting to play at being a bus conductor (which is way more fun than any grown adult should ever admit) and seeing the beautiful (they don't make 'em like that any more) LGOC B-Type bus, which has now been beautifully restored by the London Transport Museum and is doing the tours as part of the WW1 commemorations.
We also got to tick off a few of my obsessions. Namely, finding collections of things and photographing them, and Camberwell. Old bus tickets, from 1 - 10, most of which passed through Camberwell. What do you reckon? Do I need help?