One of the complaints about getting rid of Routemasters in London (I know, bear with me) was that conductors help passengers more, telling them where to get off (in a polite way). Last night, on a brief Twenty Three ride, I came across a female bus driver who was more helpful than this. Before each stop she shrieked “Next stop Trafalgar Square”, or wherever that stop was. The tourists (see) on the bus were very happy to get this kind of service and generally slowed the whole affair down by going to thank her. But I only wished some of my foreign journeys had been equally serviced.

At least until she got to the Strand and shrieked “Next Stop Haymarket”, which stymied a few people until she realised her mistake.