A poem about the bus transport in Billesley 1922. Len.
In 1922, the Billesley Tenants Association (B.T.A.) Magazine produced a modern-sounding ode, as follows:
THE BILLESLEY BUS SERVICE
Attend all folks who in Billesley dwell,
Whilst I of the bus service do tell,
You who breathe sweet breezes from Evesham's Vale,
And feel the force of the south west gale.
You all remember the time do you not?
When the roads were rough and a dirty lot.
No buses to carry you near or far,
And you had to walk and your pleasure to mar.
All the kiddies had a terrible time,
Through the rain, and the mud and the slime,
To Dennis Road and Colmore Road they tramped,
And sat all day in clothes that were well damped.
Some trotted north to the number four tram;
Some crossed the fields to to get to Birmingham.
Bad were the means of reaching the City,
You aroused the B.T.A. Committee.
The single man bus came to relieve us,
After much talk and after much fuss.
And we like herrings in a box did ride,
To business and school without much pride.
Down Stoney Lane to the Stratford Rd. end
No farther on the bus to depend.
In queue each morning we stood like sheep,
And heard many growls both loud and deep.
The B.T.A. up a petition drew,
Signed by a thousand and a few,
This to the Council and Dalton present
For a through bus and all that it meant.
Now Billesley has a bus of its own,
From small things it all has grown.
With ease to the City's heart we can ride,
And smile with joy at the whole world wide.
Hurrah! for all the B.T.A. has done,
For you and for me and for everyone.
In its cap it has put a feather fine,
Long may its sun continue to shine