Hi there everybody,hope you are well and earning enough.
After my last couple of weeks where I have spent more time at the garage than most of the mechanics that work there I was hoping for a trouble free few days. So when I set out on Tuesday morning and got an account job almost straight away things were looking up. The job was a nice easy run through town from Chiswick to Mile End and was completed with no fuss, a quick turn around and then back into the city to look for my next victim. This proved a bit harder than usual ,probably because of the easter holidays, and I didn’t get one until I was opposite the Landmark hotel. This was an Eastern European “lady” and an Italian fella who wanted to go to Pembridge Sq,so off we go over the flyover ,through Bishops bridge etc and end up turning left into Pembridge Sq. As I pulled into the kerb there was £10.20 on the meter,” £10 for cash” I tell them through the window and the woman hands me a £50 note. “got anything smaller?” I ask and the reply comes back
as, “no I fu**ing haven’t,you’re the cab driver and you should have the change!!” So I tried to explain that I had just started work for the night and that I, like most cab drivers ,don’t carry that amount of money on me at the start of the day.
“Not my problem” she replied,she then turned to the fella and said this cab driver is a f”"*king joke, if he doesn’t have the change he will have to give me the £50 back. Now I’m not in the charity business so I suggested that we go to the cash point up the road so they could get something smaller to pay me with but this suggestion was met with a shout of “no F*%$ing way “. So we are at stalemate and I am getting the right hump, but as I still had their money I decided that the best solution was to go left onto Notting Hill Gate and up to the petrol station,where I put a tenners worth of diesel in the cab, then took them back to Pembridge Sq and handed the “lady” her change. All the time we were driving and while I was putting the diesel in she never stopped swearing and moaning. When I dropped them off I suggested that the next time they get in a cab they may want to ask if the driver has change of a fifty, this idea was met with a very curt f*** you and off they went. Now I’m not suggesting that she was a lady of ill repute but I do hope that the fella wasn’t paying by the hour cos if he was he must have wasted about £30 in the back of my cab!!!
After I had got rid of them I turned back onto Notting Hill Gate and was hailed by a threesome comprising of 2 girls and a fella. “High St Ken and then on to Fulham” says one of the girls,so off we go. As I turned right into Palace gardens Terrace the lad shouts through the glass “stop at a cash point”, now bearing in mind I already had the hump, I wasn’t in the mood to be talked to like that ,especially by a toffy nosed little twerp. So I asked him what he had said and his girlfriend,who had sussed that I was a little put out by his attitude, asked if they could stop by a cash point please.
I stopped at the first cash point in High Rd Ken and when the lad went to get his money his girlfriend apologised for his attitude and asked if we could go to Fulham first to drop off her friend and then return to Hyde Pk Gate, “no problem says I” . The run up to Fulham was uneventful except for the fella being quite loud but I suppose we were all like that when we were young and trying to impress the ladies.
After we had dropped off the friend we headed back to Kensington along Fulham Rd. When we got to Finborough Rd they seemed to be having a bit of a tiff and the fella shouted to me to take him to Paddington first ,so we did a quick left at the lights. Then the girl piped up that she didn’t have enough money to go to Padders and then on to her house in Kensington so asked me to carry on to Hyde pk Gate.
Half way up Palace gate the fella starts shouting at the girl and looked like he was going to give her a bit of a dig,so I stopped the cab and told him to give it a rest or I’d have to get him out of the cab. The girl told me not to worry as he wouldn’t do anything and just carry on to her house. So off we go again and a minute or so later we were at Hyde Park Gate. There was over £20 on the meter and the pair of them started to get out but I was a bit worried that I wasn’t going to get paid,so I asked the fella to pay through the partition before leaving. At this point the girl was out of the cab and said to me through the window that she didn’t want him to go with her, so I kept my foot on the brake and chatted to the lad until she was home. After she had gone I asked him what he was going to do and if he wanted a lift to paddington,free of charge, but he refused and got out looking like he had lost a tenner and found a penny.
The last thing that I had to do on Tuesday was to have the meter tariff updated and as the mode button on the meter was playing up I thought that it was a good time to get that done as well. So at 8 am I was outside Ascotts waiting for the update. when the chap came to reprogramme it he told me that I’d have to go to the new site to get the switch repaired. So round to Evelyn St and there I spent another 30 mins while they sorted it out.
Well thats me done for now ,I’ll be back in the next few days with more from the world of Del Boy.