When I was a young dread-I growing up, we used to play a game, called ‘beatle bug and bash bash’, when we traveled the long and winding road from Kingston to country, on our way to visit grandparents on the farm – the idea being to look out for volkswagens on the road.
We also played a game called ‘mile post’ the gist of which I’m sure you get …
I can truly imagine a cool ‘country’ dready driving a bash bash bus out past yallahs to white horses, where everybody surfs … then and now; only now is bigger!
ride natty ride!