It was like Swan Lake with buses – at least that was my interpretation of weekend York. I had just returned from a gruelling journey by rail from Cardiff and had experienced two train breakdowns, one route change and one suicide.
That, however, was a piece of cake in comparison once I had arrived back in York.
The traffic mayhem that appeared to swirl around York station was unbelievable.
Everywhere I looked were buses heading in opposite directions to where their destinations dictated.
After a long wait, I left the angry horns and commuter frustrations behind and walked home.
Serenity awaited me behind closed doors!
Phil Shepherdson, Chantry Close, Woodthorpe, York.
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