Spotted

A bloke climbed in on Monday evening and asked, are you the blogger? He had been living in New York and was a regular Cablog reader. I told him how there were around 25,000 drivers and 6,000 cabs so the chances of meeting me were pretty slim.

So here’s a big hello to Andrew and thanks for the generous tip.

Speaking of being identified, a while back the editor of the Daily Telegraph boarded with a mate. Upon recognising me, he announced, “Look out, it’s the blogger. Watch what you say.” Fair enough, I suppose.

But mate, was there any need to depict Kevin Rudd in Tuesday’s paper wearing a Collingwood guernsey? Now that’s cruel.

Comments

[David Hardman]

Whenever I jump in a Sydney taxi I secretly hope that it will be you behind the wheel.

Should the occasion ever arise I'd definitely make it worth your while having enjoyed your "after hours" work for the last couple of years.

[Rainer the cabbie]

I always saw it the other way around. Picking up anybody from the Tele ought to put the driver on guard in what he/she says.

Nice to see you getting international fame Adrian.