1.40 am. Raining all day. Road conditions variable.
London Road behind a taxi, I move alongside. Still for hire. I make to pull back in behind him.
But wait, Edinburgh's brightest cabby is now tailgating the guy. Seems determined not to let me back in.
Had front cabby needed to do an emergency stop, then wonder cabby would have inserted his E7 directly up the rear of the innocent guy in front., Any pedestrian trying to hail the front taxi, would have been melted.
So how did this come about?
Well Edinburgh's brightest cabby turned out to be none other than 541 - P307, known to us all as Kevin Young.
Now Kevin, I know you must have been salivating at seeing me in front of you. You seem incapable of realising that I will always be in front of you.
But your childish petualnce was a danger to everyone.
Did you get a sudden wee steamer?
Were you getting off on what you thought you were doing to me?
Go on. You can tell us all. Were you driving with only one hand?
You'd think you'd have heeded the warnings that have come your way. But you're too stupid aren't you?
Anyone with half a wit would have learned from the Skull tickle-slapping you. Remember then? That was when you burst out crying like a squealing pig because big bad Skull had the cheek to flick you with his finger.
Imagine the power Skull must have for his one finger to send you into tears.
Grow up now! And that's not a request.
