Whatever that means
Public transport: I’ve had enough. It’s rubbish. Sucks the life out of you on the best of days and almost completely ruins the others. Makes you miss trains and potentially late for meetings with clients and costs you for the taxi home to steal the car to leave Mandy with two kids that can’t get to nursery holiday club thing. I will use it as little as possible, especially the useless, hopelessly unreliable buses that don’t turn up and are driven by apes that don’t seem to mind sending kids nearly flying down the aisle as they floor it getting away from bus stops.
My new ride. OK, it’ll be uncomfy at first but it’s a fine British made iconic product that with minimal care should last a lifetime.