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Two hours after buying a mountain bike, I confused my intentions with my abilities and broke my collar bone into three bits, so for six weeks or so I have to get a cab to work.
There was an ad on telly about a year ago with a voice over saying "what will happen to you if you don't plan your finances for the future carefully enough?" or something along those lines. It then cut back to show the voiceover done by an old looking and miserable but unmistakeable Geoffray Hayes slumped into the drivers seat of a cab outside a caravan style minicab office. He shrugged in an "all that fame and now look at me" kind of way.
The most remarkable thing is that I vividly remember it being a silver 406. How amazing is that!!
Knowing that a black cab out there is being driven by Miss Ewin has probably done far more for getting people onto public transport than Ken Livingstone will achieve in a life time
If you are too young to remember Donna, do a search!!
I have been in a cab driven by the bloke of Brookside, he also used to do picture box (Hello, poignant pause) for Schools tv, he is called Alan Rothwell and some years ago we got a cab home from a crawl round Hazel Grove in Stockport (anyone know it) and I recognised him instantly from school (he came in when I was at primary and I got his Autograph) and more recently for being the love interest on Brookside of my no 1 woman at the time Heather Haversham (Amanda Burton when she was fit and did hang around dead people), my mat Derek asked him 'If he got to **** that Heather bird'
His answer was 'Sadly not'
I then vomited out of the back window of the cab having drunk lots of Robinsons bitter, not really cos I was bladdered, cos its evil stuff !