Well, there were certain routes where there were known bored slappers and some of the trucks would stop off for lunch, which usually consisted of eating a pie with bare unwashed hands which had been carrying rubbish all morning, and the driver, or one of the other chaps who was in on it, would pop off for a ten minute walk and go round there for whatever they got up to. I was aware of at least five of these women, though there were probably a lot more.
Some classy areas up near Oxford.
So On The Buses is true.
Dear Lord.