Taxi heaven

I love this cab firm. When I call they answer the phone with “Hello Barbara, how are you today?” When I tell them I’d like to book a cab, they tell me my address. It works every time.


I’d thought that was the height of perfection for a cab firm, but now they have exceeded expectations, as we say in our performance appraisals. They send a car which is scarily silent. When we stop at the Hampton crossroads, I think the car has stalled: there is no sound from the engine at all. And as if that wasn’t enough, the driver puts on Radio 4 and we listen to the omnibus edition of the Archers all the way to the airport. Who needs a limo? This is the life.

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