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In my time at School, most of the 'fifties, Bus route 1 was Ingrow-Stockbridge AND Utley-Stockbridge. In town, going in the Stockbridge direction, it left from just outside School - well the old Art School actually - and if you went along the B corridor to the Music Room there was an (forbidden) exit which then led up five or six external steps to the bus stand. Handy for those of us who lived down Stockbridge. The buses, I remember, were every ten minutes and this illicit exit from School could get you an extra ten minutes at home at 'dinner' time - which was vital if there happened to be a test match on telly...
The trolly buses started at Cross Flats just after the war . We used to go to Bingley to see the cricket ,they had a team in the Bradford League . We admired the quiet running and speedy acceleration compared to the rotten old buses we had to put up with at the time
That busty brunette conductress on the Denholme route
The old bus routes are good to visualise. But what about the busty brunette that was mainly conducting on the Denholme route. The sexy conductress could be seen strutting her stuff around the bus station on occasions whilst displaying her uniformed attributes. That D-stream lothario Neville Lumbers claimed to have had brief fling with her on the back seat upstairs on a late night bus to his home village of Denholme. A salacious story to savour back in the day.
A mate of mine at junior school lived on Oakworth Moor, beyond White Hill, alongside a few kids from neighbouring farms and a special Bronte bus was laid on for Oakworth scholars. There was a bus turning space a'top gate on his unmade access lane.
His farm was below the Big Dam and had running water but no electricity but it did have its own energy company - a peat dig.
One day when I was about 16 I was walking round Church Green towards South Street with a mate (could have Been Dave Pamment but I'm not sure). The buses going out of Keighley along South Street would often slow down and stop opposite the end of Church Green. Was there a zebra crossing further up the road? That day a bus did just that and there was a young woman wearing a kilt type skirt leaning against the rail on the platform. She decided to leg off the bus. Somehow her skirt must have become entangled on the rail. As she legged off the skirt didn't, and the bus then took off. She ran off up the road, obviously trying to catch up with the bus at the next stop, covered in confusion ............. and not a lot else. Moral - don't leg off a bus, you can do more that fall over.