Book A Cab!

On Mondays I take my disabled student to a local Special School for a bit of socialising. The kids are mostly autistic, and they are really friendly to him.

My student's mother needed the adapted car today, so she dropped us off, and gave us the number of a cab company to bring us home. You need a black cab to take a wheelchair.

When we arrived just after 10.30 the carer duly ordered a cab by phone for midday.

We went to a great Music lesson, in which they learned to play the James Bond theme.

When we were ready to leave, there was no cab, so the carer called the company, who couldn't seem to trace the booking; then they had tried to find a cab, but couldn't locate one in the area. (Tip to liars - find a lie that works then stick with it.)

We tried another cab company, but though they made a valiant effort, 45 minutes after we were supposed to leave, we were still stuck, in the foyer, which was getting colder and colder as kids came and went during their lunch break.

Thank goodness there are some decent people left in the world. The Head gave us permission to use the school's adapted minibus if we could find a driver. The schoolkeeper duly obliged. Finally we made it home, an hour late.

So much for disabled rights. These cab companies should be fined for their treatment of this innocent boy. The schoolkeeper deserves a medal.

Three cheers for the good guys!