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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Not all cabdrivers are bastards....Sometimes their passengers are too.... Had just had second knee reconstruction in three months (first one, then the other). Feeling sorry for myself. Got into cab after doing my shopping as was too leg-spazzed to go far - even on crutches. Driver was a chatty bloke, very friendly. It was summer, everyone was in shorts. Looking around I notice his left knee has a big scar on it, just like mine. Thinking 'ah, we have something in common' I ask him what happened to his leg. He goes quiet and a bit grumpy, then says 'motorbike'. And shuts right up after grunting at me. Only then do I notice that he is driving an automatic... with his left leg... and his right is a small withered stump flopping around on his seat.
(, Fri 28 May 2004, 11:29, Reply)
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