THE LAST BUS TO NOWHERE - THE DEATH OF A NORTHERN TOWN
Thought I would post this one here. I was doing the VS365 word prompt on X, which was sugar. For some reason sugar mice came to mind, then the number 1 bus drove by, which if you live where I live really is the bus to nowhere. Then I looked around me... I was the only one at the bus stop, which wasn’t much of a surprise; few people wanted to catch the last bus to nowhere at the best of times, none wanted to catch it at this time of night that was for sure. With a heavy sigh I watched my breath condensate in front of me as the first flurry of winter snow made its presence felt. Did I really want to do this I wondered glancing along the length of the once proud high street. Just for a moment I remembered it as it used to be with its traditional shops such as Jack’s the greengrocers, and Mr Marks the tobacconist come newsagent where gran used to treat us to Sherbet lemons and Sugar Mice when we were kids. They were all long gone now, victims of out-of-town shopping and the internet. All t
