With a possibly unjustified generalisation I’ll categorise people interested in the finer points of buses (or trains – planes – cars) as either geeks or nerds – probably nerds. I don’t think it is overly unkind as I’m going to admit that I spent many childhood hours watching the traffic going through Dinas Cross on the A 487 myself. I used to sit high amongst the smooth grey branches of a copper beech tree, looking down at the traffic to mark the Hillmans, the Humbers, MGs, Standards, Rovers, Austins and Morrises on a tally chart. Every now and then there must have been a bus and that blue and maroon bus would have been owned by Richard Bros.

Richards Bros. has since taken over a number of other local transport companies and is now bi-lingual. If, like me you’ve lost your fascination with cars, they’ll help you have a wonderful car-free holiday in Dinas and their Poppet Rocket will take you along the coast to the local beaches. I don’t know, however, how they’ll fulfil the promise of palm trees and tropical sunshine that they have painted onto the body work.