Seeing red: a double decker bus and a sock

It rained buckets on Saturday, but did not dampen our friends' civil partnership ceremony at all. As we waited outside the town hall, two other C.P. couples posed on the steps: two young men in smart suits with their arms around eachother, and a few minutes later two young women in the most wonderful cocktail dresses emerged laughing and shivering as confetti and raindrops fell on them. The ceremony we attended was very moving (and civil, of course!), and then we all piled onto a red double decker bus. It was a gorgeously old one!

Did you ever travel on one like this? And who remembers going down these steep bus stairs?

After pressing this button?

The party was fun, and given all the red wine I consumed... I can't believe I didn't wake up with a sore head. And, yesterday, I finally completed one sock... only one more to go.

Comments

[anne]

Love the bus! Those stairs look very dangerous, especially post-wine consumption. :)

[Maureen]

Sounds like a wonderful time! A completed pair of those socks would have co-ordinated quite nicely with the double decker ;)

[Hazel]

Fantastic bus! What nostalgia!! The sock looks great, too. Glad that the ceremony stayed civil. ;-)

[Frankie]

I remember the London trolly buses (but only just). Did it have those little round lightbulbs, and "Get ahead, get a hat" adverts?
If Celia Kitzinger wins her case, more champagne may be needed. (http://observer.guardian.co.uk/uk_news/story/0,,1784666,00.html

[Gina]

Sounds spectacular, in spite of the rain. It's meant to be good luck/a blessing, no?

[alice]

I was on a bus recently and this little girl (about six) starting laughing hysterically and pointing, saying "look at that weird bus, look at that weird bus"

So I looked.

It was just a routemaster.

One of the 9's that are running as a Heritage Route between Picadilly Circus and the Royal Albert Hall.

[alice]

I remember those buses so well. They were a big part of my going to stay with my Grandma in London (Putney) at the beginning of the seventies, when I was about five or six. I do remember the steep stairs, and how they twisted. But mostly I liked the pole that you could swing on (although you'd get sharp words from Grandma afterwards). Isn't it sometimes sad that everything changes? But I suppose if there was no change there would be no place for nostalgia.

[Chris]

Very cool bus - not many of those in the US. :) And I'm glad your friends' ceremony went well!

[Lolly]

I love the red theme of the post! and what a cool trip on that bus! your new sock is quite pretty ;)

[Carolyn]

Great sock - the colour of the yarn is fab. I love that with socks you can knit colours that might be way too much for a garment, but look great as a wonderful splash of colour on your feet ;)