Where the hell is all this rain coming from? I was over Blackheath tonight and it was absolutely lashing it down with loads of lightning thrown in for good measure. I actually hate being out when there's lightning as I have this morbid fear of being struck by it, well somebody has to kop it from time to time so why shouldn't it be me?
Work was really slow and I was just contemplating going home when I got flagged down outside Bar Cuba in Kensington High Street. Four people or a four-hander as us cabbies say to Gipsy Hill, Sydenham, Honour Oak and finally to Blackheath. That is one mother of a journey and I had to drag out all of my South London Knowledge from somewhere deep within to complete the run. (We haven't all got navigators Deano!!!) I'm telling porkies, the final bloke had to direct me from Honour Oak to Blackheath and fair play to him he knew some back streets I'd never driven down in 14 years of cab driving. All in all a nice job and £60 was handed over at the end, very nice.
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