This morning I took the Coasthopper from Burnham Overy Staithe
to Sheringham, boarded breathless, had to run.
The driver said next time put out your hand. The ‘George Vancouver’
stops for everyone! Our buses start from Lynn.
They’ve all got names, one’s called ‘Black Shuck’
after the dog who spooks the coast.
‘Fanny Billingham’ was hung in Norwich.
‘Sylvia Townsend Warner’ rented Randall’s folly on Salthouse beach.
I moved closer, told her I’d met STW, but fixed on roads,
she didn’t care to stretch Coasthopper lore.
As usual Cley was bottlenecked. Take it easy, she meant the car
blocking our path. Just reverse dear. Now we’re there!
