| One of the strange things 
                                    about being a bus driver or conductor was 
                                    the way people saw you. It may be true of 
                                    other occupations but this was my first experience 
                                    of it. Because they knew who you were, you're 
                                    the bus conductor, people would talk quite 
                                    openly about their lives, their families, 
                                    just about anything without having to really 
                                    get to know you. | 
                                 
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                                  | Another 
                                    aspect of this was that women and girls hung 
                                    around the crews on the buses and in the bus 
                                    stations. A few of the married men ran into 
                                    trouble over this, even if they had done nothing 
                                    more than talk. | 
                                 
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                                  | Once after I had finished 
                                    for the day a conductor came into the Windsor 
                                    pub where I was having a pint and asked me 
                                    to do a trip to Romsey and back so he could 
                                    spend the time with a girl. The outward trip 
                                    was uneventful but at the Horns Inn in Nursling 
                                    on the way back an inspector jumped the bus. 
                                    Seeing the name on the waybill was not mine 
                                    and seeing the look on my face he quickly 
                                    reassured me that he was not supposed to be 
                                    there either. He signed the waybill, I signed 
                                    the other conductor's name in his book and 
                                    he went back to the pub and whoever he was 
                                    with. | 
                                 
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                                  | On another occasion, I 
                                    illegally took a can of petrol on the bus 
                                    to rescue a colleague who had abandoned his 
                                    car the night before. He had told his wife 
                                    he needed to work late that night and early 
                                    again next morning. He need not have bothered 
                                    and could have saved me a headache from the 
                                    fumes. His wife told me later that she knew 
                                    all about his trips to the country. | 
                                 
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                                  | For all of us there was 
                                    a more serious danger, many of the teenage 
                                    girls were under age but dressed to look older. 
                                    It was quite funny to see them going home 
                                    from school as kids and then again in the 
                                    evening, pretending to be grown up. The law 
                                    wasn't the only danger, the dads could get 
                                    quite angry too. One pub landlord barred all 
                                    bus crews after he found out his daughter 
                                    was riding on buses. | 
                                 
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                                  | Another thing that was 
                                    odd was seeing one of these girls, many years 
                                    later, on a bus with her husband and children. 
                                    She surely can never have told him, maybe 
                                    she had forgotten about it. A good job too 
                                    considering the things the girls were called. | 
                                 
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