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Privacy Notice: By using our blog, you are agreeing to the practices outlined in this notice. 

Welcome to City Bus Driver ("we," "us," or "our"). This Privacy Notice explains how we collect, use, disclose, and protect your personal data when you visit our blog at https://www.citybusdriver.com ("the Site"). 

Last updated: February 21, 2025

We collect two main types of information: personal data that identifies you as an individual and usage data that is automatically collected when you interact with our site. Personal data may include your name, email address, or any information you provide through forms or direct communication. Usage data, which cannot directly identify you, encompasses details such as your IP address, browser type, pages visited, and the amount of time spent on our site.

We gather this information in several ways. When you interact with our contact forms, we collect the personal details you provide, such as your name and email address, to respond to your enquiries. In addition, cookies and similar technologies are used to track your preferences and optimise your experience, while tools like Google Analytics help us understand how visitors use our blog. You can find more information on cookies in our Cookies Policy.

The personal data we collect is used to improve the quality of your experience on our blog, whether by ensuring our site functions properly, responding to your queries, or delivering personalised content and adverts. We may also use your data to comply with legal requirements, such as responding to official requests or obligations.

Although we do not sell or rent your personal data for marketing purposes, we do share information with trusted third-party service providers, such as Google AdSense and Google Analytics, who help us analyse traffic and deliver relevant ads. These providers process data in accordance with their own privacy policies.

Our blog may contain links to third-party websites or services that operate independently of us. These third parties may collect your data when you interact with their services, and we recommend reviewing their privacy policies before sharing any information.

If you live in a region with data protection laws, such as the GDPR or CCPA, you may have rights regarding your personal data. These may include the right to request access to your data, ask for corrections, request deletion, or opt out of personalised ads. If our processing of your data is based on consent, you may withdraw this consent at any time by contacting us via our Contact Page.

We take data security seriously and use various measures to safeguard your personal information from unauthorised access or disclosure. However, it’s important to note that no online platform can guarantee complete security. We retain your data only for as long as necessary to fulfil the purposes outlined in this Privacy Notice or as required by law. For example, if you contact us, we will retain your data only until your enquiry is resolved.

Our blog is not intended for children under 13, and we do not knowingly collect personal data from children. If you believe a child has provided us with personal information, please contact us immediately, and we will delete the relevant data.

We use cookies to personalise your experience and track how our site is used. For more details, you can refer to our Cookies Policy. You can also manage or block cookies through your browser settings if you prefer.

We may update this Privacy Notice from time to time to reflect changes in our practices or legal obligations. Any updates will be posted here, with the "Last Updated" date indicating when the changes take effect. We encourage you to check back periodically to stay informed.

If you have any questions or concerns about this Privacy Notice or how we handle your data, feel free to reach out to us via our Contact Page.


Legal Overview

This blog is governed by essential policies that inform users and ensure compliance. The Terms & Conditions outline the rules for site access, user responsibilities, and acceptable use. Our Copyright Notice details the ownership of content, indicating that all materials are protected under copyright law. The Privacy Notice explains how personal information is collected, used, and safeguarded, while the Cookies Policy describes cookie usage and user management options.

Additionally, the Disclaimer states the limitations of liability regarding the blog’s content and services. Our Disclosure provides transparency about relationships or affiliations that may influence content. The Accessibility Statement highlights our commitment to inclusivity and offers contact information for feedback. For journalists, the Press and Media section serves as a resource, providing access to press releases and media contacts. Lastly, the Social Media Policy governs the online conduct of blog representatives.

Together, these policies promote transparency, inform users of their rights and responsibilities, and uphold legal standards.

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