THREE months ago I boarded the number two bus headed for Boscombe High Street.

Suddenly I said to the driver that I hadn't brought my face mask with me and he said I could go upstairs instead, bless him.

While I was going to do this he reached into his rucksack on the floor to reveal a bubble-wrapped small- average sized brown coloured envelope and so kindly and thoughtfully handed me one of his personal face masks as it seemed he was a responsible adult, protecting our local men and woman from this disgusting virus in Bournemouth.

Needles to say I was was very grateful to that considerate Yellow Buses driver from dusk to dawn.

Yellow Buses are the only institution, business, service who haven't let our brilliant gown go down the pan.

Tanya Baker