Old cabby’s tale
Stephen Rommei’s London cabby story (Diary, 7 June) reminded me of catching a cab one cold night with a few compatriots back in the Seventies. The driver had no sooner shifted into gear than he said: ‘I know one thing: I’ve gotta load of Aussies on board.’ After a short silence I piped up: ‘What else do you know?’ Another pause and he came back as only a London cabby can: ‘No bleedin’ tip tonight!’ When we left I gave him two bob for his trouble.
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