It's interesting how well we remember bus services we used to catch in our younger days. Mrs H remembers catching the B1 Nottingham bus quite often in the 1960s, although she only used it for local journeys. We're not sure where this accident was.
The bus service I remember best is the 24 Henley Green from Derby to a stop near to where we lived in the 1950s, close to what is now the Derby ring-road.
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Red 247. Green 721. And the other Green 251 or 351.
That's me doxed for the early 60's anyway... for those with the right local knowledge.
Sadly, I can still remember the numbers of the buses I used to go to school and then technical college! I particularly remember the latter because, in 1965 (?), a thick smog descended on Manchester and Salford bringing traffic to a complete standstill, so no number 26 bus to take me home. You couldn’t see your hand in front of you. I ended up walking the eight miles home.
All the best, Yet Another Chris
Peter - ah so you remember the colours too. I can't be sure of the colours, green I think, but I wouldn't bet on it.
Chris - you did well to walk the eight miles without getting lost if that smog was as bad as the one I remember descending on Derby in the 1960s. I had my bike and we were let out of school early, but home was less than 2 miles away.
Nursery school was outside the town so we were driven there. In those days many families didn't own cars so I imagine there must have been lots of getting lifts from friends and neighbours. Decades later, at a school reunion, one old classmate with a better memory than mine recalled Dad coming to collect us (presumably it was usually Mum) and filling the car with our pals before taking us all off for ice cream.
After nursery school, though, it was all Shanks's pony or, eventually, a bike. But the route was rather hilly and the bike precluded my favourite shortcut across the Glebe pasture so I didn't take it to school much.
When I left secondary school Dad pointed out that in all my years of primary and secondary education the number of times he'd given me a lift to school was precisely one. Which exactly equalled the number of times I drove myself to school.
dearieme - a bike or Shanks's pony must have been good exercise for huge numbers of school kids, I don't recall many getting a lift. After we moved house during secondary education I caught the bus, but it was about a mile to the bus stop so I didn't get out of the walking habit. I only had a lift to school once and was late.
Well all London buses are red so that bit was easy! 721 was part of the “Green Line” (maybe more rural routes?). The others were Eastern National, whatever that meant, also green.
Down this-a-way, the No30 took us to Rye and back for school. The charge was 7 old pence...
When I'd left school, and was actually working in the town, there was a pair of buses running early, as the route was busy. I always tried to avoid the mainly schoolkids' bus on account of the noise, but remember the inspector acting like that bloke in the Reg Varney programme, and 'ordering' me to go on this particular service one day...
Today, he'd have got an earful, but he really was a most unpleasant character all his time with Maidstone and District! This was unlike the usual conductors, who were all very friendly and knew us all! Mr Carter even came to see me in hospital back in 1955 when I was in for several weeks for a nasty op... I still remember his kindness!
Scrobs - ah yes, Blakey, by now I bet they have all caught the No.13 to the Pearly Gates terminus - "Tickets please".
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