I hate making them. I reversed the 13:40 Megabus off the stand in Brighton today exactly on time and then proceeded through Brighton, while I was waiting at a set of traffic lights I heard a tap on my window, glanced right and there was a guy holding up a ticket for the journey I’m driving and asking to be let on. The lights are just before an ‘S’ bend, it’s one way with two busy lanes and double yellows lines both sides of the road! Normally I’d point to some place up the road and indicate the intending passenger to get there and I’d stop, this was just not possible where I was. I glanced down to see if he had anything like a huge suitcase but all he had was a carrier bag in his hand. OK, I made the split second decision to let him on at the lights even though this is totally verboten! Opened the door, he jumped on, the lights go green and I’m off. Then as he passes me I know I’ve a terrible decision, he smells of drink and the carrier bag is full of cans of super strength lager! As he passes me my left hand shoots out and takes hold of the carrier bag “Sorry mate, no alcohol on the bus”. “That’s my lunch” was the reply. I tell him to sit down and then shove the cans of beer under my seat and wonder what I’ve done. The first thought which goes through my mind is ‘What if I have an accident? The Police will find me surrounded by cans of beer some of which may have burst and sprayed all over me”! Later, on the outskirts of Brighton, I pull over and put his ‘lunch’ into the hold. At least the passenger wasn’t any trouble and slept all the way to London.