This is going to add minutes to my life – every time I take the bus. And I have Guardian columnist Tim Dowling’s truculent teenage kids to thank for it.
Disdaining the sorry business of relying on a published timetable and standing frigidly at the bus-stop, Dowling’s offspring, with preternatural anticipation of how the world is supposed to work, informed his father (and this reader) about the Next Bus London app he had on his smartphone.
A quick Google search later and I realised there is an abundance of these apps (for the iPhone at any rate). Cheapskate that I am I demurred on the £1.99 price tag for Next Bus London and opted instead for BusMapper, which is free. Much more my price range.
And two days later we are very happy together. The app knows where I am, knows where the nearest bus stops are and, best of all, knows when the buses are going to show up. I don’t know how it works, GPS or some such nonsense. I don’t care.
But I do care that it works. My morning coffee can be ever so slightly more leisurely because there is less uncertainty in my life. This is a good thing.