Did you never learn to drive?
Or, as I think we all suspect, did you pass your test only to have the licence taken off you about three weeks later as a result of loudly calling every single other motorist you passed during that time a "fucking cunt"?
(Darth Foxtrot A one-man army dedicated to making fetch happen, Fri 18 Feb 2011, 8:58, 1 reply, 15 years ago)

My parents offered us driving lessons for our 17th birthdays.
I wanted something else. 20 years later (15 of which have been spent living in central London) here I am. On public transport and occasionally in cabs.
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Fri 18 Feb 2011, 9:05, Reply)

I was about to quote from a film then, and very fucking appropriate it was too
then I realised that you either won't have seen the film or will think it's fucking shit. However, I sympathise; I don't own a car because one of the advantages of living in a city the size of Norwich is that I can walk absolutely anywhere I need to get to.
(Darth Foxtrot A one-man army dedicated to making fetch happen, Fri 18 Feb 2011, 9:11, Reply)

This is the thing.
One of my exes had a car when we lived in Islington, and it was a constant nightmare of permits, parking spaces and vandalism: public transport runs all night, and coupled with judicious use of taxis this worked out cheaper and less stressful. In Winchester we lived in the town centre too. Having nearly died in one when I was about 18, I fucking hate cars anyway.
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Fri 18 Feb 2011, 9:16, Reply)

Completely sympathise
London has the most efficient public transport system I've ever used (although one man with a spare seat on his bike would be more useful to the people of Norwich than the fucking bus "service" that operates here). The cost of running a car would exceed what I spend on train tickets during the course of the year.
(Darth Foxtrot A one-man army dedicated to making fetch happen, Fri 18 Feb 2011, 9:20, Reply)