the wheels on the bus go round and round

Today, while riding the bus, I saw an ambulance helping a girl with no shoes or coat on the sidewalk.  She looked like she had come out of a building, and would be ok, they were just being careful.  The really interesting thing was the ambulance itself.  It was, I kid you not, a bicycle with large dayglow yellow packs saying ambulance on them.  And I thought the ambulance that was a two door hatch back was small…

Speaking of busses, I saw Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Askaban last night while doing cross stitch.  The scene with the Knight Bus, where the bus stops and starts on a dime, waits for an old lady to cross the street, and squeezes between other busses was hilarious when I first saw it.  Now I realize they are just showing a slight exaggeration of the British bus system.  The drivers stop and start like they only have two speeds (sounds like my husband’s grandfather – a wildcatter for the oil fields in his day.  Ask Chet about him.), all the way on the brake or all the way on the gas.  They drive these huge double decker busses like they are the size of a motorcycle, squeezing in spaces they shouldn’t be able to go, zipping and weaving around in traffic like it was no big deal.  Kinda scary, if you stop and think about it, which is not really advisable.  But hey, at least my sense of balance is improving.