I got on the bus with a little old lady this morning.
She was all bent over and could hardly move.
The bus driver looked at the little old lady, then he looked at me and asked, “Can she breathe alright in that holdall mate?”
I got on the bus with a little old lady this morning.
She was all bent over and could hardly move.
The bus driver looked at the little old lady, then he looked at me and asked, “Can she breathe alright in that holdall mate?”