Despite the Tiger being a lovely pub, with some good drinks on, I somehow managed to offend the drunken landlord last night by asking whether he had considered supporting the local cider makers. However, I suspect he didn’t mean to be abusive… just as I didn’t mean to suggest he knew nothing about cider.
|First Bus 31 from Bridport to Dorchester|
|Damory 183/184 to Salisbury|
At Blandford, we were due to change from the 183 on to the 184 for Salisbury. This was achieved without needing to move a muscle… we just sat in our seats and 5 minutes later – hey presto – we were on the 184!
Salisbury was a fairly quick turn around towards Southampton. I confess that I was keen to get this leg of the journey over with so I could see my daughter, Cariad. However, once again, there was some quality eavesdropping to do; and one snippet is worth repeating… Between man and woman behind us; “I think there is an art club on a Friday”… a silent pause and then the woman says, thoughtfully, “yes, there are lots of clubs that people like to go to.” Deep.
|Wilts and Dorset X7 to Southampton|