Driving a coach affords amply opportunity to sit and think. For instance I take a party up to the theatre at Babbacombe on a Thursday dropping them off at 7:45 and picking them up at 10:20. Now I could drive back to the hotel and park there but I would still be just sitting around waiting for the show to end so I don't bother, I just sit in the coach and read and listen to music on the iPod. I don’t own a car and in the last 15 years I haven’t done much motorway driving (lucky me). Going up the M5 to Dudley, Wolverhampton and Walsall on the Motorway also is a not much happening time and much of that time is spent thinking. Not about important things like coming up with an idea to stop global warming, though that would be a bonus. No, what I think about is, "Why did he do that?"
The 'he' in this case is the driver of a car, sometimes towing a trailer with a boat on board. The boat is usually called Sea spray or Sine wave or Please Don't Sink. ( Now there's an interesting question, What is the most common name for a boat, particularly those on the back of trailers going up the M5). Anyway, the what in the above question that fills my mind as we drive through the Somerset Levels is this. I have my cruise control set at 95km (58.9 mph) and I can see I am slowly gaining on the car towing The 'Fair Wind' which is a motor boat so doesn't need a fair wind. Now because I am getting closer to the back of the trailer it means I am going faster than it is. At the appropriate point I check the mirror and if safe pull out to pass. Now what the skipper of the FW does is press down very slightly on the accelerator pedal so I am now out in the second lane doing 58.9 mph but now no longer going past but travelling along side the Fair Wind. So what do I do. Carry on blocking the centre lane making all the faster traffic behind me move out into the 3rd lane or disengage the cruise control, lose a couple of miles per hour and pull in behind the idiot. Usually I give the cruise control lever a couple of forward pushes which increases my speed by 2 km per hr hoping the skipper of the boat to my port, or is it starboard? doesn't do the same. If he does I end up slowing slightly and pulling back in. By now several hundred car drivers have gone past all wandering what the lunatic coach driver is doing blocking the centre lane. At this point I wish I had a couple of canon fitted in the luggage space so I could give Fair Wind a broad side of grape shot. At least incidents like this give me something to think about as the miles go by.
PS I have been driving a coach now for 4 weeks and I have to admit I do prefer bus driving.