Yes folks, it's official. I am an OAP!!
Following my 'grand' 60th birthday last December, my (lovely) step daughter (who used to be my best friend), bought me a leather bus pass wallet and searched the internet for the correct application form for my area to enable me to apply for a bus pass. Her dadi (who unfortunately is my husband!) made me fill it in and take it to the council offices. Just because he has had his pass for 3 years he said I should have mine!
Anyway, he made me use it yesterday. We drove to the south of Blackpool, parked up and jumped on a bus to North Pier. I am born and bred in the town but we never go there anymore as it's changed so much and is not very nice just now. However, we wandered around, took some photos of the burnt out wreck which used to be Yates, got asaulted by a drunk before making our way back, also by bus.
Anyway, he made me use it yesterday. We drove to the south of Blackpool, parked up and jumped on a bus to North Pier. I am born and bred in the town but we never go there anymore as it's changed so much and is not very nice just now. However, we wandered around, took some photos of the burnt out wreck which used to be Yates, got asaulted by a drunk before making our way back, also by bus.
I can't remember the last time I went on a bus. It's the waiting for them that gets me so I doubt I shall be repeating this exercise any time soon! P.S. Susi, I still love you. xx
2 comments:
Hi Joanne, I know what you mean about Blackpool...it's unrecognisable these days as to what it used to be. I loved it in the winter but hated the invasion of the visitors every summer! Hope the drunk assault was nothing too serious? You don't look like an OAP and it's all in the mind, so just ignore the fact! Take care, Lindsay x x
Thanks for the 'young' comment. I feel about 48yrs except when I've been stood a while and the back gives in!! xx
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