May 22, 2010
new London Double-Decker
Quite a bit nicer than a certain Olympic Mascot.
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God I much prefer the shape of the current London bus. Its form is echoed in the red telephone boxes and even the architecture of the city. This looks silly to me.
what do the current look like?
I mean, do you have a link. your description makes a lot of sense.
First thing I ripped from google images. I have taken some nice ones too. Hold fast.
yes, I completely see what you mean about these in context.
It’s interesting because I’ve been looking through pics I’ve taken in London over the last couple of years and actually the recent buses are more curved than I thought, more modern, just a shade more than the classic sixties shape. This new design is basically taking that tendency into a full on coach-type experience, or a bit more like European train shapes. It’s unfortunate. There’s a lovely feeling in classic double decker city buses. I always think of John Lennon sitting at the back of the bus at 8:54 am, breathless, lighting up a fag, gazing out the window, seeing someone getting his mind blown out in a car. You can feel that sometimes in Dublin city buses too, but mostly in London ones.
Clarification: in the picture I have of John Lennon, he is sitting at the back of the top deck of the bus, breathless from both running to catch the bus and also hauling himself up the steps.
That’s a perfect image, Lucy — the Lennon image.
My entire image of Dublin double decker buses is of a kind of desperation as the bus sits in traffic and I realise that I would have been faster walking to work. And I watch the minutes tick by, and I settle into this cosy inevitability.
It beats watching the minutes tick by when the train is stopped in the subway and you know don’t why.
… and you really really need to go to the loo.
Or being on a train on the Paris Metro and still a few stops from your destination and on the verge of vomiting and hoping you do not vomit on the lovely mohair suit of the man standing next to you.
Or having smoked something that has encouraged you to feel the molecules of the subway whooshing through your body at the speed of light, and sitting between two large middle aged men whose molecules you can also feel speeding through your body really really quickly and out the other side. While feeling nauseous and realising that if you have to throw up, that you have sussed the least-terrible place to do it.
Now just imagine Droid and IPad ads plastered all over it……