Previously I went on at some length about the baker’s dozen of strange green sheds that keep London’s black cab drivers fed on tea and bacon butties. And that’s important because a constant diet of those things are required to maintain a cabbie’s healthy disrespect and colourful opinions. Without them, they’d just be short-hire chauffeurs and no one wants that. Which may be why the Cabmen’s Shelter Fund is not alone in saving our taxi drivers from the terrible fate of turning into Parker from Thunderbirds.Continue reading “I Spy… More Unexpected Items in the Cabbing Area”
I think I’ve said more than enough on the subject of blue posts and boxes hiding in plain sight in London. Rest assured, I shall not be further waxing lyrical on the subject. No indeed, blue boxes are done and dusted. A closed subject.
Green boxes then…Continue reading “I Spy… An Unexpected Item in the Cabbing Area”