Weymouth’s bananas bus system is setting a thrilling trend. I see Salisbury has scrapped its 75-year-old bus station and replaced it with Weymouth’s prize-winning transportation model, the super-advanced RBTHSAOTP System (Random Bus Terminals Haphazardly Situated All Over The Place).

I fully realise the supine masses in Weymouth don’t see a problem, and don’t care two hoots (from the horn of a Weymouth bus) about it, but it has consequences.

‘Ninety-three-year-old pensioner imprisoned in her own home by incompetent council’ is an Echo headline that may not exactly cause you to gag on your afternoon rum baba, but when my mother recently entertained thoughts of visiting Dorchester to take in a movie she quickly realised the simple eight-mile hop would be a three-bus odyssey – because she can no longer handle the walk from Debenhams to the Statue to make a connection.

So she stayed at home.

I remember a recent Echo letter bemoaning the fact that a central bus hub at the station would cure this idiotic scenario.

To me Salisbury proves that the lunatics are taking over the asylum.

You would all be heading to hell in a handcart but that’s only if anyone knew whether the handcart left from the Statue or Debenhams.

So instead why not hold an in/out referendum on Civilisation and head back to the Stone Age.

Then perhaps a Weymouth councillor could reinvent the wheel and start planning Weymouth’s transportation system all over again.

Steve White, Hollywoodlaan, Netherlands