I am very wary of London Black Cab drivers.
When I first moved to London for this job I remember a London black cabbie trying to run me over whilst on my bicycle. My bike was destroyed and I was left in the middle of the road bruised and bewildered whilst he drove off at speed. He got 6 points and a hefty fine for that little stunt.
I’m also amazed at how lots of them still try to “surf the blue wave” of our blue light call . . . ie speed up in front of our run to gain as much distance as they can – and then have the audacity to wave us on, like they’re doing us a favour. Cheeky sods.
So, on the whole, I’m not overly fond on black cabbies that much. But . . . Continue reading