Halloween Haunts By Bus

Ghostly bus routes in Greater Manchester

Halloween: it is a time of year associated with fancy dress as well as ghostly gatherings. It is a time noted for trick-treating, apple bobbing, and a bit of all round silliness. Of a horror variety of course. It also means films like Hocus Pocus and any instalment of the Halloween franchise.

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The 666 Rides Again: A Lost Bus Routes of Greater Manchester Special

A look at Greater Manchester’s lost bus route from Hell

If you celebrate Halloween (I personally don’t), we at East of the M60 hope you enjoy yourself and not get too giddy. Thanks to my recent attendance at the Museum of Transport in Cheetham, I was surprised to find that Greater Manchester Transport (or, more specifically, Lancashire United Transport under GMT’s ownership) had its very own 666 bus route.

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Little Pub of Horrors: A Special Hallowe’en Short Story for 2015

East of the M60’s third short story for All Hallow’s Eve

Any reference to persons, local businesses, public houses or cultural references, living or dead are purely coincidental. Thank you.

Many of you may have come across the mystery of the ghost pub, a public house whose opening times are less straightforward. As a rule of thumb, most English pubs are open from 12 midday to 11 pm, even with liberalised opening hours.

We look at the story of a Mr. Jack Rutledge whose pub crawl took a surprising turn. After three pints with four friends, they notice a strange pub lit in the distance. Under the premise of ‘you only live once’ they decided to chance it.

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It Happened One Night in Friezland: A Special Hallowe’en Short Story for 2014

East of the M60’s second short story for All Hallow’s Eve

Any reference to persons, public houses or cultural references, living or dead are purely coincidental. Thank you.

For many people, Smallshaw doesn’t lend itself to beach bums and their ways. Though zorbing had been introduced to Stamford Park boating lake, Chadwick’s Dam was hardly Newquay. Nobody told Wendy, in her youth, about that in 1982 when she slipped and end up in the children’s ward of the nearby hospital. Yet, during that strange incident in September 1982, she met Francis Holland, a 12-year old boy who would later become her husband.

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Skeleton Service: A Special Hallowe’en Short Story

East of the M60’s first short story for All Hallow’s Eve

Any reference to persons, chocolate bars, ales, bus routes, public houses, living or dead are purely coincidental. Thank you.

Even in the wettest of days, The Bowling Green would attract a great many vertical alfresco drinkers, mainly of the smoking kind. Therefore, getting a seat in the public bar was less than troublesome, a contrast to the adjacent Ash Tree. It was this issue alone which influenced Robbie’s and Callum’s choice of pub that night. They had two pints of Carling each, and this was their last stop before boarding their 348 to Carrbrook. Continue reading “Skeleton Service: A Special Hallowe’en Short Story”

666: The Number of the Bus

It will return, home once again… to Hell in a Half-Cab

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An appropriately hellish choice of vehicle for this image: an East Lancashire bodied Dennis Dart.

At the Deregulation 25 event on Sunday 23 October 2011, some numerical bus indicator based schadenfreude was inflicted on Manchester United supporting bus enthusiasts. Two Manchester City fans used their preserved buses to display the latest score from Old Trafford in the first Manchester derby of the season. From another point of view, it was an entertaining use of the indicator, though purists would have baulked at the use of ‘1 6’ instead of 53 for Old Trafford. Continue reading “666: The Number of the Bus”