A Glasgow Taxi, A Stolen Set of Pipes and a Lucky Coincidence
Around 1975/6 I was building a house in Bridge of Weir in Renfrewshire, a few miles west of Glasgow. To generate money to finance this project I decided to drive a Glasgow taxi for a couple of years as I was told that it was a very well paid occupation at that time if you worked hard. I sat the topographical test (known among London cabbies as ‘the Knowledge’) and to my amazement…
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