A good day. Actually, a very good day, despite getting very wet. My bag, trousers and jacket are drying in the bathroom. Whether they will all be fit for use tomorrow, I don’t know. My trousers will be, my jacket should be, but my bag is a big question mark.
Too much to write in the few minutes I have spare before dinner. So for the moment, just a sign. It’s not the best one I have seen. That was a house name for a house just above the beach. I guess the family is called Scott. The house is called Scotts on the Rocks. I also like the sadly defunct fish and chip shop called Cod Almighty.
But this bus stop intrigued and puzzled me.
As far as I could see, there was no hole in the hedge.
Then I looked across the road, and understanding dawned.
We’ve often talked about buses stopping at every hole in the hedge- who knew there was an actual bus stop called that? Great find, Isobel 🙂
I don’t know why I noticed it the first time. I have walked by it several times and kept scrutinising the hedge that runs beside it wondering if summer growth was hiding the eponymous hole. This morning I glanced across the road and the penny dropped. Great isn’t it!
I love these place names!
I bet the neighbours hate Scotts on the Rocks!
Somebody has an excellent sense of humour.
I have often thought that naming new roads would be a job I’d like. I hadn’t thought of naming bus stops before…:)
Ha. At least it wasn’t misleading.
Not once I looked beyond the end of my nose…:)
Cool! I like the names on signs. We don’t have anything funlike that over here!
Truly? They are very useful, especially if you need to call and find out what time the next bus is coming. The timetable has the names of the stops showing when the buses are due.
No bus transportation out here in the boonies. It has been awhile since I have been in a BIG city that I noticed the bus signs. But I am pretty sure we don’t have clever names.
The two bus stops I used in Castlewellan today were called Upper Square and Lower Square. There are two squares in the town, one at the top of the hill, one halfway down…