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September 16, 2004
crazy taxi
I'm ok.
Got a taxi from the conference to the airport, and as we were driving through Glasgow town centre, a bus ran into the front side of the cab. Luckily no-one was hurt; my taxi driver had a cut to his head, but it didn't look serious even if it was bleeding. He was convinced he was ok. I have a bump to the forehead (which I'm sure will turn into a lovely bruise if you see me over the next week), but that's it. No blood for me.
A few packs of crisps later (for salt), a coffee (for no good reason) and a very large whisky, waiting for the plane, my hands are shaking less. My taxi driver's first thought after the accident was to order another taxi for me, so I was whisked away without thinking. My second taxi driver was going to go back and check everything was ok. Black cabs stick together.
Can't remember much about it - the weather was foul, with driving rain, meaning the windows were foggy. No warning. I thought that we were turning, and then I remember a very quick stop, and then the sound of breaking glass. Slow. Talking to the second driver, I think we were going straight, and the bus (not a double decker, thankfully, just a small hopper bus) just clipped us in the front right hand side. The front light had gone, and the driver's window was smashed. So we turned 90 degrees. Friction is a wonderful thing.
Remember someone running up, a trained first aider - people can be friendly. Luckily, no need. No one on the bus hurt at all, my driver pretty ok, I'm ok.
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