Yesterday could have been a perfect day. I drove the 07:10 from Winchester to Birmingham and didn’t have a single passenger. Arrived in Birmingham before 11:00 so would have three and a half hours break – it was a lovely day with bright sunshine and no wind. The return again produced not one passenger. So what spoilt a perfect day? A bloody cold! I felt terrible with a throat like the bottom of a parrot’s cage. The long break was spent curled up under my padded jacket asleep on the bus. What a waste of a day. Things are even worse now – I’m on a three day break so I’m unwell in my own time :-(