First things first. I believe in having a quality public transport system. I believe that, for the money we’re paying, the buses should be reliable and clean.

I don’t believe that money should instead be spent on wee television sets, like the ones on aeroplanes, which play music videos or other mince.

Which is what the bus I got on this morning to work had.

I couldn’t actually believe it. Even now I’m of the opinion that it was some kind of Weetabix-related hallucination.

But as much as I’d like to believe that Ruth would spike my breakfast cereal just for laughs, I don’t think she did this morning.

I don’t think the bus companies realise that what people want is regular, reliable services that are clean and safe. Piped second-rate music videos are not part of that experience.

I suppose what made it worse is that the two videos I caught on my way to work were by these people who nobody has heard of outside of cable music stations. I can’t see much of the way of Prog Rock making it’s way onto the bus…

BigAl