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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So many:1. We were coming out of the Camden Palace about 10 years ago at about 4am, and anyone who's done the same will know what happens. Minicab driver mayhem. They scream and shout and jostle to get your attention. This time, a fight broke out, ending up with about 10 cabbies brawling on the pavement. We just stood there and pissed ourselves laughing.
2. I was once chased for about half a mile on foot by an irate minicab driver screaming 'where's my fucking tip!?'. What a twat. He couldn't even drive. And he smelt.
3. My brother once called a cab from our flat in London. The cab turned up and collected him. 5 minutes later, he walked back in through our door, having been in a head-on collision about 100 yards down the road. Both the other car and the cab were written off.
(, Thu 27 May 2004, 13:05, Reply)
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