Mini Cabs From HellWe've all taken a dodgy cab in our time. One guy asked me to give him a back-rub in exchange for letting me off the fare. I was like, "here's the cash mate." Another chappy claimed to be Paddy Patel - a child actor from UK TV series Tuckers Luck - he drove like a speed freak and regaled me with stories that "playing a black Irish boy. England wasn't ready for it." So go on - tell us your worst and we'll tell the world.
[edit: for those confused by the term mini-cab, London has two sorts of taxis: highly regulated, licensed and salt-of-the-earth black cabs that you see in films and a whole bunch of unlicensed, uninsured, random cars driven by nutters who aren't supposed to pick up from the street (you have to phone for them). They are universally rubbish]
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rob, Wed 26 May 2004, 21:44)
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After a night out in Manchester......our regular booked taxi didn't turn up. We ended up flagging down a mini cab and asked how much to Wigan.... The reply was 35 quid so we thought why not.
All is well until we're driving up the M61 when he suddenly says 'Have you any more money? I didn't know it was so far'
We say 'No' obviously and then he says 'Right I'm stopping here, you can get out' This is right on the motorway!!!
Eventually my mate pulls about 2 quid out in change and we con him into taking a short cut (which takes us right through Wigan town centre)
(the mini cab before had door panels missing and he was trying to wire the meter in... We decided against using him)
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beefandcheese, Thu 27 May 2004, 21:04,
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