Spotted this relic sitting on the front lawn of an upmarket housing estate today. As you can see by the length of the grass around the wheels, it's not moved for a while. I love the way someone has carefully cut the grass around the old bus leaving the old lady looking like some alternative museum exhibit settling into the undergrowth. And why keep a lawn neatly cut if you are going to leave a heap of rusting metal parked on it? Perhaps it's all a cunning plan so that by the end of the summer the grass will have grown so high the hulk will be hidden from view altogether.