God, don't get me started on bus passes! A few years ago l smashed my shoulder in a skiing accident, and was off work for 10 weeks after having a titanium pin inserted. Of course, I couldn't drive, so, for the first time in many years I had to resort to the bus.
There was a service that ran a circular route, near my home and fortuitously past the hospital, so l used it for my post-surgery follow up appointments.
Getting on that bus, after the start time of the pensioners bus passes was a real eye-opener. There were 7 or 8 elderly ladies, all chatting to each other. I got on, paid my fare, and took a seat.
I was glared at, and one of the old dears said "you can't sit there, that's Mary's seat, she gets on in three stops".
This circular route was a warm, free, travelling social club for the local old biddies!