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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you can't beat dodgy minicabs in LondonMy favourite was realising half-way through the journey that the car had a broken drivers window and no ignition lock or steering column surround and the bloke had in fact started it by twisting two wires together.
Errmmm .... did you nick this then? I think it was the crowbar on the passenger seat that gave it away...
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the mighty badger Aphrodite, on a bar stool, by your side, Thu 27 May 2004, 9:39,
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