Saturday afternoon - yep.
I remember we saw the replacement bus go past on the other side of the
motorway and it took a blo*dy age to pull up on our side. The driver
must have either missed us or at least the first junction turnoff or something.
As soon as I got home I bowled into the Co-op...
On at least one occasion the double decker bus broke down on the M25 on the way back. We had to wait for
a replacement to come from Brighton. Should have been home at 6.30 - arrived at 9.00.
Dark. dark, days.