[part title=”Black Cabs Are Everywhere”]
As every cyclist in London knows, black cabs are the work of the devil. They pull into the curb and open their doors without warning.
They also try to squeeze through gaps that even cyclists would think twice about, and if you get too close to them it’s always your fault because 1) they’re safer in their armoured cars than you are and 2) they’re almost always better at swearing loudly and inventively.
Years of experience has taught me that the best thing to do with black cabs is to give them a wide berth. But avoiding them becomes pretty much impossible when there’s a tube strike on and every young professional with an expenses account decides to take one to work.
Honestly, black cabs are everywhere at the moment, and that’s not good news for anyone on two wheels.