Previously Posted: Moving targets

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Moving targets (26.02.2010)

I’m beginning to suspect that London cabbies are reviled with the same vigour as bankers, estate agents and MPs (well, maybe not as much as MPs).

Recently a colleague of mine had his rear window smashed by local children as he sat waiting in a traffic jam in East London. Previously like me he’s had stones thrown at his cab, and had pedestrians hitting his vehicle with their hands as they cross the road.

It also makes you wonder why some Lycra louts of the cycle world get their kicks out of spitting at cab drivers. This Lycra-clad posers cycle up beside cabbies and spit in their face before peddling off, which I personally consider it the most offensive assault possible and rather cowardly when you realise how difficult it is to pursue the obnoxious assailant responsible, I now find myself asking the question, is it a new craze?

The whole practice has me wondering whether they only target cab drivers, like to young vandals who throw stones. Do they maybe mark up their hits on their bike frames, like World War II fighter pilots? Or perhaps it’s an individual avenger who was once wronged by a cab driver who refused to go south of the River and is now wreaking his revenge.

I suppose we could try fitting spittoons on the side of the cab – but well away from the driver’s window of course!

Are we all really so bad? Poison pen letters are invited to the comments section at the bottom of this post.

2 thoughts on “Previously Posted: Moving targets”

  1. I don’t miss the cyclists in London who think they own the road, and the pavement too. On the plus side, many of them used to get a ticket for riding over the paved area from the Strand into William IV street. It was an easy pinch for the coppers leaving Charing Cross Police Station as they started their shift.
    I always refused to stop for them if they tried to ride across a pedestrian (zebra) crossing without dismounting from the bike. I would shout out of the window, “You’re not a pedestrian”.
    Best wishes, Pete.

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  2. Cyclist who spit on you then ride on are not very bright. They, on a ten pound metal twig, you behind them, mad, in a thousand pound car, oops, sorry lad to crush you between that bus, but I did not see you. Must have had something in my eye.

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