So Wednesday night is shopping night.
Exhausted from the exertions of the day and the drama of Asda people (who are not dissimilar to the people of Walmart)
I hauled bags and myself into the first cab I saw.
There was something of a dawning realisation that this is not the normal South Manchester cab company.
Clearly bored with Rossendale this driver was prowling for customers far from home.
He must have been using the Haslingden Halo for guidance…
Because he clearly had no idea where he was.
But equally he wasn’t worried
but that was because he was determined to ask me whether to turn left or right at every single intersection
Beyond this we did have a conversation - the conclusion - it is cold tonight
And it was his first day on the job
In between he managed a bit of multi-tasking - primarily with numerous mobile phones
but I did make it back home…
That was a lesson learned - I’m just not sure what the lesson was. But somewhere, right now, a taxi driver from Rossendale is utterly lost in South Manchester.