Gosh Strix, I'm going to bed quite depressed after that. Cheer up - that was only the shadow of the old bus you saw. The real bus, repainted, repaired, rejuvenated has sped off to fresh fields and pastures new, where it is ferrying crowds of bright young things to all sorts of new adventures. As for us pioneers of the MM Links, it may be gone, but not forgotten. It lives on in our memories, as does so much else. I, for one, will never forget Sarumite's cunning disguises, nor those wild parties and the frosty nights out in the shrubbery, waiting for the early morning rush at the links. And as for that bus, just hang on in there, another one will be along in a minute!