Lord John Lambton didn't go to Church on that particular Sunday - he went fishing instead. A mysterious man met him on the riverbank and warned him of the catastrophic consequences of his sinful sojourn by the silvery stream. He caught no fish, which presumably served him right; all that hung on his hook was a small black slimy worm - which, disappointedly, he threw down a well.
More on the location of Lambtons later in a future blog. Certainly the 71 does travel through land once owned by the Lords Lambton, and once prowled upon by the eponymous and mythical worm.
fbb is uncertain about the long-term commercial value of "silly names" for bus services. BUT, if you must have a silly name, make it REALLY silly. Indubitably that's "The Lambton Worm"! Not at all sure where the flames come from as Mr Worm lived in the river Wear ... steam, possibly; bad breath, certainly; fire, unlikely.
Next blog : due Monday March 28th