Cabbing Fever

Finally I get the chance to park my rear end behind the wheel of possibly the most recognisable means of transport in the world of all time (after, of course, the London Routemaster bus, the popemobile, the Titanic, the Spitfire, Genevieve, the ski-lift, the Rolls Royce Silver Cloud, Shergar, James Bond's Aston Martin DB5, the Bullet train, Del Trotter's yellow Reliant Robin, the pogo stick, the Batmobile, the Vespa scooter, the Segway, that car out of Starsky and Hutch, shanks' pony, the go-kart, the Flying Scotsman, Red Rum, the Mystery Machine, roller skates, the A-Team van, the Ark, the Triumph motorcycle -and sidecar, Kon-Tiki, the Nautilus, Phileas Fogg's balloon, the Queen's gold coach, the Saturn rocket, Herbie, K.I.T.T., Concorde, Concordski, the Viking longboat, the Sinclair C5, the jumbo jet, Bucephalus, the dog-sled, the funicular railway, the skate board, the tube train, and white-water rafts).

I had that Beattie in the back once.