red... you wont believe this we had a fun start to the new school and the bus on Monday..
grandson starting catholic school I think you can guess which one...dad takes him to bus..points across the street thats where you get off.. both me and nan will be there..
sure enough at 3.30 I arrive...15 minutes later dad arrives by car..its boiling hot..at last 4.05 bus comes along...doesnt even look like stopping..dad jumps in car chases bus..I wander back to corner as I cant see where bus stopped...next thing another bus comes along...almost start running..[ i did say almost].. again bus keeps going..same way as the other one..I wait and wait.nothing eventually turn back to home and son in law is doing another u turn.. I jump in grandson is at m y daughters place in the next suburb..
he had got off the wrong stop and walked about 10 min to her place.... confusion...ok it all gets sorted.. as we thought..
next day same routine..dad takes him to bus stop..
I said I wouldnt meet the bus this time..just as well....
4o/c comes 4.10 comes...and by 4.15 I am ready to call the cops.. when in comes grandson...alone...
he isnt ready to talk...dad is not far behind..turns out for the two days grandson has been getting on the wrong home bus...we knew he had two buses routes to choose from.. one leaves and arrives near the front of my place the other leaves and arrives at the shops....behind my place..
the bus he was meant to catch leaves from bay 7 at the school and the one he had been catching leaves from bus 3...... he now walks to the shops and walks home that way....so much easier...
me and dad had a drink....and then a laugh I dont know who was more stressed....
so lovely reading that story as I told grandson he must always ask the driver if he needs help.. thats what they are there for.