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Tripping on the No 53.

6:18 PM, Sunday, May 4, 2008 .. 0 comments .. Link

Adventures on the No.53 bus route. Chapter 2.

Coming back on Friday night we got the mad driver. I’m starting to recognise them now. This guy is quite bulky, a shock of grey frizzy hair and a slightly wild stare that somehow discourages small talk. Legend has it that he can drive from Guildford to Cranleigh with his eyes shut - and sometimes does. And some know him simply as … The Stig. We rocket round narrow lanes, missing £2M preserved Tudor houses by fractions of a rod or perch - or whatever measure you use for Tudor houses - hedgerows flash past inches from the sides and alighting passengers lurch monkey-like from handhold to desperate handhold until they can finally jump off yards past the bus stop, as he just couldn’t stop in time… Well, they record Top Gear just down the road – it could be him...

Syd Kipper – the seeing of whom I was returning from – is a genius. A complete show (nay, career) based on a spoof of a traditional folk singer. Songs that you thought you knew now seem to have slightly different words - or arre these the real, traditional words after all? Anyway – very clever and very funny. See him if you can.
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