The choice there was not entirely to the taste of the "mature" ladies' palates ...
... so they eschewed such delights as the Bamboo Basket and settled upon Muffin Break on a lower level ...
... where the enjoyed (and they really did enjoy) a sandwich and "an excellent fresh cup of tea"! Then it was outside to a chilly bus station for the 36 to the theatre. [And, yes, they could have walked; it's not far - but there was still frozen snow on the pavements.] But where did the 36 leave from?
Much to their amazement (and fbb's!) there was a very nice Arriva man in the enquiry office (on a Saturday, wow!) who directed them to the correct departure point.
It would take a senior member of Mensa to understand Arriva's timetable for the 36 and 37 but fbb had told them to cross the road after the show and catch a service 37 which goes the opposite way round the loop ...
... via Merrow and Burpham. G-live is just north of the roundabout bottom left, by the way.
Within ten minutes of leaving the foyer after a superb show, along came a 37, which, after a brief "layover" in the bus station, deposited them efficiently opposite the Guildford Park Road entrance to the station; whence the train to Portsmouth.
Two snippets of irritation, neither of which bothered "The Girls" but for different reasons. Traveline's map of the 37 route west of Guildford Centre appears to require a "U turn" at the station stop. Utter nonsense!
The 37 doesn't serve Onslow Village! But the intrepid theatre-goers did not rely on the weirdness of Traveline - clever ladies!
Then there was SouthWest Trains' "emergency" (although there wasn't one; emergency, that it; not train) snow timetable. This ensured that Mrs fbb ad Julia missed the ferry back to the Island by just one minute. "Hold the ferry for 60 seconds? Don't be ridiculous, that's more than my job's worth, mate!" Another wonder of Dis-Integrated Transport.
At least fbb had warned them of this particular misery and they accepted the inevitable eventuality with happy resignation, "We've has such a lovely day. It's all gone so smoothly, Everything worked just as you said it would. So we'll just sit in the warm and wait."
Now here's the point. The information they would have gleaned from the remote and computer driven Traveline was nearly right and probably the best that it could have been. But not in a thousand bus journeys would it have delivered the confidence that local knowledge would give. If "The Girls" repeat their adventure next year, they will go by bus. More pennies for Mr Safeguard and Mr Arriva.
It they had dared to try Traveline, they would have taken a taxi.
Are bus companies missing something?