So What's Happening CWaC??

Got your ID...Your mobile ..Your wallet..and most important!!...Your Postcode, you might not get home without it tonight!!...Oh and don't fall asleep in the taxi home..you could be in for a long ride..

The Knowledge test to get a taxi badge in the Cheshire West and Chester area is Laughable..Non existent..and lately you don't even need to speak English or understand your customer...

So what's happening CWaC?? 

The emphasis is on Enforcement..Enforcement..Enforcement..

Is the driver..Wearing his badge..that's easy..

Has the driver..Been smoking in the car?..

Is the car..Roadworthy?..that's a must..

Has the job been pre-booked?

You can't park..there, there, there and there..

On you go driver...don't forget your Sat Nav...

New drivers every week..notwithstanding the job numbers are decreasing..

So What's happening CWaC??

We're On The Run...

Too many taxi drivers and not much work in a city that resembles a ghost town five days a week..if that wasn't tough enough the Licensing Team are upping the ante in a bid to prevent Private Hire drivers from illegally plying for hire in what they call sensitive areas...clubs and takeaways and anywhere where late night drinkers congregate...

There will always be a small number of drivers prepared to ' take a chance ' to earn their living...and with the job count shrinking and new drivers appearing every week, those prepared to take the chance are on the increase...

Hackney drivers are becoming irritated too as the taxi trade comes under sustained pressure from all sides

This has been seen as the time to ' crank up the pressure ' by the over zealous Licensing Officers and temperatures are rising among drivers of  both codes...

Hard Yards..I'd Say

This job can be frustrating and annoying at times...there are times when you could hand in the keys and walk away..Wait though.. there's always a laugh around the corner...A Shitzui in a shopping bag being carried by it's drunken owner on a trip to stock up the beers..that would have been one of the strangest things to find on my seat..and it near happened as the owner gathered up the booze after paying...

I can never understand why some people order a cab in someone else name..Jock did just that..don't know why there wasn't a hint of Scottish in his voice as I pulled up..he knew exactly where he was going as he staggered to my cab, trouble was he couldn't find the door handle..as he fumbled round the wheel arch I did the job for him and he fell in,,,

No prizes for hygiene for my next customer..and it was the fastest five mile ride she ever experienced...my car beginning to smell of something resembling a pigsty...On the way she gave me an insight into the origin of the smell..had moved into a hostel that night after living on the streets for two years...hopefully there's some soap on a rope..