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A couple of weeks ago, I was plying for hire, as they say, on Lincoln station when a member of the station staff assisted a wheelchair bound passenger out to my TAXI. The passenger was (is) called Eddie, I found out. Looked a bit like a member of the "Levellers" and was even smoking a joint! He ditched the joint, I did a risk assessment, and loaded and secured him in my lovely wheelchair accessible metrocab. Eddie has cerebral palsy, a condition that gives the sufferer the impression that they are a gibbering idiot, but the real cruelty of the condition is that though a casual observer may think that to be so, nothing could be further from the truth. Eddie is of sound mind, and quite a dude into the bargain.
Anyway, to get back to the story. Eddie had some instructions written down for me, with the address he wanted to travel to, about five or six miles out of town. I just assumed him to be an independent minded disabled guy wanting to go home, or visit friends, he had a case with him, so I thought he'd been away. Good for you mate, don't let your disabilities get in the way, any more than they have too.
When I found the address we were looking for, in the middle of nowhere, the place looked deserted. So I decided to go and knock before unloading Eddie.I asked him if he'd been before, and he told me "No" I knocked on the door and got no reply, and went to take a look around the back, but the place looked deserted. "Bo**ocks" thought I. After about five minutes of this, I asked Eddie if the people knew he was coming. "Huuugh" he replied, in a Scooby Doo kind of way. "Great" thought I.
After another five minutes, I heard movement in the house, and a lady of about sixty, black as coal, (not racist me, just describing what I saw) opened the door slightly, and said, "what you want" I replied, " got a visitor for you" she said " I not expecting no one" and went to close the door. "Hey hold on a minute" I said, " this is number 7?" she said "Yes" "are you Alison?" "Yes" "Well I've brought Eddie to visit you" "I don't know no Eddie, take him away, get off my property" Door slams shut. "Marvellous" I think.
I went back to Eddie, and told him the news. "Huuugh? he says.
What to do.
I clearly could not leave him there, so I decided to take him back into town. I phoned the wife, who works for Social Services, who advised me to take him to the Police Station, because they would be able to get help for Eddie quicker than my alerting Social Services. So I did.
Got to the Police Station, and after relating the story twice to people who didn't need to know finally got a constable on the case. But whilst waiting for the officer to come out of "ryvita house" I found out from Eddie that he'd travelled to Lincoln from Norwich. That he'd met "Alison" on the internet, and that he'd decided to move in with her! He was expecting Kylie Minogue, and she was expecting Brad Pitt.Neither got what they were looking for. It just goes to show, you can be whoever you want to be on the internet, but your lies will find you out.
This 100% true story did have a happy ending, for me at least. I got to take Eddie home to Norwich after his big adventure.
It just goes to show I suppose, that you cannot even take people at face value on the web, with stories of the wrong sort of men grooming young girls on the web, we all have to be very careful indeed. People on here claiming to be taxi drivers, may be just fulfilling their fantasies, who knows?
_________________ Former taxi driver
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