Like buses.

I never liked buses as a kid.

Buses mocked me with their unpredictability, and my limited geographical knowledge in childhood meant that if they didn’t go the way I expected, I was immediately lost. Also, there never seemed to be a timetable posted at any of my village’s bus stops, so it was like gambling for the chance of an uncomfortable trip to a potentially unintended location.

But I digress.

I’m thinking about the phrase, “You wait ages for a bus, and then three come at once.” Which is another terrible thing about buses. They come three at once because the first bus gets held up waiting for people to load in at its (usually singular) door - during which time the next bus starts to catch up, then has very few passengers to load and is quickly on its way again. Ugh.

So why am I thinking of this phrase?

Because we have a bunch of new Fish And Bear events to tell you about.

We are starting back up at The Valley Hive, Chatsworth, on May 7th. And we’ll be returning on the first Thursday of each month till Lynn complains about the cold. [Except June, when we’ll slip it a week because our youngest will be graduating from high school.] At the hive, we are outside, which is beautifully placed under a tree, but there is the potential for weather and seasons. 🌞🌞🌞🌞🌞🌞

And we have a lovely new venue starting on Sunday, May 5th. It feels almost purpose-built for us. Tucked in the back of an exotic plant and hydroponics store on the edge of Burbank and Glendale, with easy parking and a lovely atmosphere (cleaned by the wonderful plants). Jeremy will take the lead on this one, though we will be there to help him find his feet initially. [I may also obsess about the phrase ‘find his feet’ sometime soon! 😁]

So if, up until now, you couldn’t make it to F&B because you weren’t free on Tuesdays, you’ve been waiting a while, but now they’re arriving all at once, like buses. 🚍🚌🚎.

Except much better than buses, cause I don’t like buses. 😂

See you soon,

Mark

xx

(PS The timetable is available at fishandbear.net with an online ticket booth - that’s more than you’d get at a bus stop in Western Scotland in the 1980s)