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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That'll learn 'em...Every time me and my mate get in a cab at the end of a night out, if the driver is an absolute chopper then we both sit there listening intently while he drivels on about some bollocks and pick our noses wiping the contents all over the headrests in front. We've been known to pick out some particularly big ones. Heh heh heh
(, Thu 27 May 2004, 15:58, Reply)
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