Tuesday, April 05, 2011

Funeral notice

Just to let people know the funeral will be held on friday 5th April at 10.30am in Westbourne Presbyterian Church on the Newtownards Road, Belfast.

Everyone is more than welcome

Saturday, April 02, 2011


belfast taxi driver passed away this evening.
I'll miss you loads

Friday, April 01, 2011

Kept man...

It seems i am to be a kept man in the short term at least.

My ankle shows no sign of healing in fact its getting worse if i am honest, i may have to give in and go to A+E and get it checked out.

So Mrs.belfasttaxi has stepped into the breach and is going back to work (bills need payed), something she is very nervious about  but God love her she is doing it anyway.

I on the other hand am stuck on the sofa unable to move without much F-ing and jeffing and maybe a little squealing.

I have a hard tme relaxing when she is working and i am not.

I dont know how long it will be until i get back to work hopefully not to long.

New heads up display Sat Nav

I have been toying with the idea of a new Satnav for the last few weeks, mine still works fine but i am a sucker for new technology.

If it flashes and goes beep im you man.

I am tempted to wait a little while as in about another six to twelve months garmin are bringing out a new heads up display model.

I so so want one, all i have to do is convince she who must be obeyed!

Thursday, March 31, 2011

Sad taxi driver joke of the week no.24

A blonde, wanting to earn some money, decided to hire herself out as a handyman-type and started canvassing a wealthy neighborhood.

 She went to the front door of the first house and asked the owner if he had any jobs for her to do.

"Well, you can paint my porch. How much will you charge?"

The blonde said, "How about 50 dollars?" 

The man agreed and told her that the paint and ladders that she might need were in the garage.

 The man's wife, inside the house, heard the conversation and said to her husband, "Does she realize that the porch goes all the way around the house?"

The man replied, "She should. She was standing on the porch."

A short time later, the blonde came to the door to collect her money.

"You're finished already?" he asked. 

"Yes," the blonde answered, "and I had paint left over, so I gave it two coats.

 "Impressed, the man reached in his pocket for the $50. 

"And by the way," the blonde added,
 "that's not a Porch, it's a Ferrari."

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Ruby goes to the park!

 Ok she may of grown a wee bit since this photo

We have had our pup ruby about 8 months now and from time to time we take her to see her litter mate who are owned by my cousin.

I couldn't go because of my ankle playing up so she took a few videos for me.

This is ruby when she arrived at the park messing about in the woods waiting on the other pups arriving

Ruby had a bit of a run about and was her normal pain in the butt self

But then the real messers of the family turned up and reminded us just how good a dog ruby really is by jumping straight into the river the both of them.

Which made Mrs.belfasttaxi scream like a little girl on this video!

Finally they got them out of the river (mrs.belfasttaxi go a wet butt for her trouble)
but instead of going home in my taxi like they where ment to my cousion and had to walk.

While all we had to but up with was a tired puppy

Tuesday, March 29, 2011


As you may have read in the last post i fell on my ass much to the amusement of the punters getting into my car.

What i didn't tell you is that twisted my ankle in the fall, i didn't mention it because well it was nothing more than a wee niggle at the time which i assumed would sort itself out.

It did sort itself out by doubling in size and leaving me unable to put any weight on it!

Now i ain't looking sympathy for any of my dear readers cos well sh#t happens, OK  so it happens to me a bit more than others but hey I'm a klutz what you gonna do!

But what would be nice is a little respect in my own house from my so called loving family namely Jr.

Due to the ankle i kinda have to hop everywhere which is bad enough when you weigh nearly 30 stone.

But its is made so much worse when you are followed about  by a 10 year old little prat going

na na na na na na na na  THUNDER,

na na na na na na na na THUNDER
every time my foot hit the floor, hes friggin dead if i ever manage to catch him.

Ac/Dc have a lot to answer for.

Monday, March 28, 2011

A little Trip

Cayenne on Great Victoria st

Friday night was turning out to be normal half hearted slog its been for the last month or so now and if i am honest i was staring to come up with an excuse that Mrs.belfasttaxi would believe for calling it a night.

I wasnt having much luck the trouble with having a spouse in the same trade as yourself is they know when your spoofing.

Just as i was about to get out and stretch my legs i got a call to Cayenne to pick up table 50 going to Bangor.

Nice little run i was quite chuffed, so off a sped

 (parking outside Cayenne can be difficult) 

I managed to get parked easily right outside the door which was great as my leg still gives me some hassle and was badly swollen!

Anyhoo i go in and ask the lovely waitress for my table and wait by the front door.
(staff in Cayenne are always lovely and great to deal with)

I'm told they are on there way so i go to head back to the car, trouble is my knee has just locked up.

So i am for the want of a better description gimpping (picture Igor form Frankenstein movies) back to the car trying to look as normal as possible when my fare, two couples  come out of the building and call to me checking i was for them.

I turned round smiled at them and assured them i was.

I then spun back round missed the curb and with all the grace of a hippo high diving bellyfloped onto the road

I am pretty sure i looked like a  beached manatee laying in the road.

I know what you think my fare ran to my aid being the kind well rounded people of the world that they where!

Did they my arse, they near wet  themselves laughing.


Still  revenge was mine sort of!

I went to Bangor the long way.

Thursday, March 24, 2011

New Exercise Routine

I have finally given in and decided to start an exercise routine as my doctor has been asking me to do.

Rather than slogging off to the gym after a hard days driving, i though things would work out better with a solid piece of home exercise equipment.

Thankfully i found a piece of kit that suits me and was cheap to buy.

Check it out and let me know what you think.

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

A break at last

I dread the budget when it comes round every year mostly due to them increasing fuel duty.

Thankfully the Chancellor has stopped the automatic rise in duty that was due next week (inflation plus 1 penny on a litre = 6 pence this time round) that would have seen the price for a gallon of diesel go up to £5.90 in fact he even dropped duty by a penny a litre.

At the minute 60 odd percent of the cost of a gallon of diesel is tax meaning that roughly £3.54 out of £5.90 is tax.

To think that when i started taxi driving a gallon of fuel was about £2.80 and that was only 6 -7 years ago.

The new measure won't provide much relief but if it stops or even delays them worsening even a little they are most welcome.

Taxi drivers sad joke of the week no 23

Shakey went to a psychiatrist.

"Doc," he said, "I've got trouble. Every time I get into bed, I think there's somebody under it. I get under the bed, I think there's somebody on top of it.

Top, under, top, under. "you gotta help me, I'm going crazy!"

"Just put yourself in my hands for two years," said the shrink. "Come to me three times a week, and I'll cure your fears."

"How much do you charge?"

"A hundred pounds per visit."

"I'll sleep on it," said Shakey.

Six months later the doctor met Shakey on the street. "Why didn't you ever come to see me again?" asked the psychiatrist.

"For a hundred quid a visit?"

"A taxi driver cured me for ten quid."

"Is that so!"

"He told me to cut the legs off the bed!" 

Monday, March 21, 2011

Lent Fail..........IBA's i needed to know!

OK so the wife's little plan for us to suffer together didn't quite work out, i couldn't do without knowing who won the Irish Blog Awards.

Or in her words" I am weak" after 12 tears of marriage you would have though she might have known this, its probably the reason i give in to her so much!

Anyhoo i would like to congratulate all those who won on Saturday night with special congrats going to the Legend that is Manuel of the Well done fillet who after many year of being robbed finally won best humour, any one who doesn't read the well done fillet seriously check it out.

I would also like to give a wee mention to

Clive and his owner Murry for Assistance Dog for Autism as best specialist blog, which is a great wee read.

Also to Nessa's Family Kitchen for best new blog. 

I was lucky enough to help judge (under my proper name) these categories and am chuffed they both won.

Wednesday, March 09, 2011

Lent update

Ok it has been decided that for lent i wont be giving up me beloved tayto cheese and onion.

Instead i will be giving up the internet, my wife pointed out that i spend at least a couple of hours a day online.

With the number of blogs i read amongst other things like facebook and twitter what she says is probably true.

So for the next 40 days or so i am outta hear and in a sad way i am kinda of looking forward to the challenge.

The only allowance is that i will still have my email as that is sent to my phone anyway so if anyone wants me still feel free to drop me a line.

Tuesday, March 08, 2011


Have you ever given up anything for lent.

I haven't and to be honest i was happy not bothering, however she who must be obeyed is going to.

Therefore in Belfasttaxi tradition i am going to suffer as well.

The only question is what to give up some of the things i would like to give up are
having to look after jr when the footballs on,
taking Ruby out for a pee,
taking Ruby out for a not a pee 
and the doing the dishes.

Of course there is more chance of a monkey crawling out of my ass than me getting away with any of the above.

No as a fat man who needs to lose a few stone i am pretty sure it will be some kind of foodstuff.

I just hope its not my beloved Tayto cheesy onions

Monday, March 07, 2011

The Worst Bit........

Do you want to know the worst part of  working night shift?

Its just after i get out of my car for the first time in 12 hours.


Well to answer you simply all the muscles in my legs and back have seized and they are not best chuffed at being asked to carry hulking mass into the house never mind up the stairs.

Or to put it another way i hate walking like a zombie with a case of the dribbly shits who didn't make it to the loo in time!

I am only thankful that in the wee small hours there is no one about to laugh at me.

Sunday, March 06, 2011

Sad taxi drivers joke of the week no.22

Whenever your kids are out of control, you can take comfort from the thought that even God had a little trouble with kids. 

After creating heaven and earth, God created Adam and Eve. And the first thing he said was, "Don't."

"Don't what?" Adam replied.

"Don't eat the forbidden fruit," God said.

"Forbidden fruit? We got forbidden fruit? Hey, Eve...we got forbidden fruit!"

"No way!"


"Don't eat that fruit!" said God.


"Because I am your Father and I said so!" said God
(wondering why he hadn't stopped after making the elephants). 

A few minutes later God saw his kids having an apple break and was angry.

"Didn't I tell you not to eat the fruit?" God asked.

"Uh huh, " Adam replied.

"Then why did you?"

"I dunno" Eve answered.

"She started it!" Adam said.

"Did not!"

"Did too!"


Having had it with the two of them, God's punishment was that Adam and Eve should have children of their own.

Thus the pattern was set and it has never changed.

If God had trouble handling children, what makes you think it would be a piece of cake for you?

Advice for the day: If you have a lot of tension and you get a headache, do what it says on the aspirin bottle!
Take two and keep away from children

Friday, March 04, 2011

How to make a woman happy!........ Points Guide

In the world of relationships, one single rule applies:
Make the woman happy.
Do something she likes, and you get points.
Do something she dislikes, and points are subtracted.

You don't get any points for doing something she expects...Sorry, that's the way it is.

Here's a guide to the point system.

Simple Duties:

You make the bed (+1)
You make the bed, but forget to add the decorative pillows (0) 

You throw the bedspread over rumpled sheets(-1)
You leave the toilet seat up (-5)
You replace the toilet-paper roll when it's empty (0)
When the toilet-paper roll is barren, you resort to Kleenex (-1)
She sends you out to buy her spring-fresh extra-light panty liners with wings (+5)
But return with beer (-5)
You check out a suspicious noise at night (0)
You check out a suspicious noise and it's nothing (0)
You check out a suspicious noise and it's something (+5)
You pummel it with a six iron (+10)
It's her father (-20)

Social Engagements

You stay by her side the entire party (0)
You stay by her side for a while, then leave to chat with a drinking buddy (-2)
Named Tiffany (-4)
 Tiffany is a model (-6)

Tiffany has implants (-8)

Her Birthday

You take her out to dinner (0)
You take her out to dinner and it's not Pizza Hut (+1)
Okay, it is a Pizza Hut (-20)
And it's all-you-can-eat night (-30)
It's a Pizza Hut, it's all-you-can-eat night, and you take a drink so she has to drive you home (-100)

A Night Out with The Boys

Go out with a mate (-5)
And the mate is happily married (-4)
Or single (-7)
And he drives a porsche (-10)
With a personalized license plate "GR8 N BED" (-15)

A Night Out

You take her to a movie (+2)
You take her to a movie she likes (+4)
You take her to a movie you hate (+6)
You take her to a movie you like (-2)
It's called DeathCop3 (-3)
 Which features cyborgs having sex (-9)
You lied and said it was a foreign film about orphans (-15)

Your Physique

You develop a noticeable potbelly (-15)
You develop a noticeable potbelly and exercise to get rid of it (+10)
You develop a noticeable potbelly and resort to loose jeans and baggy Hawaiian shirts (-30)
You say "I don't give a damn because you have one too" (-800)

The Big Question

She asks, "Do I look fat?"

You tell the truth (-5)
You hesitate in responding (-10)
You reply, "No?" while trying not to laugh (-35)


When she wants to talk about a problem, you listen, displaying what looks like a concerned expression (0)
When she wants to talk, you listen, for over 30 minutes (+5)
You listen for more than 30 minutes without looking at the TV (+10)
She realizes this is because you've fallen asleep (-20)


Wednesday, March 02, 2011

Belfast City Airport Anything to Screw Another Few Quid Out of You

 Roads Paved with Gold

Yesterday Belfast City Airport decided to impose more charges on its customers using its drop off and pick up zone,

From Tuesday 1st March 2011, using traffic management as an excuse the airport declared the 10 minute free period for the pick up and drop off zone may only be used once.

After which GBBCA will operate a ‘No return within 30 minutes policy so that the sneaky wee shites who leave the carpark and re-enter after 10 minutes instead of giving us money will have to pay when the person they are waiting to pick up is late on one of our flights.’
(this would included lots and lots of taxis)
If you return to the Pick Up & Drop Off Zone within 30 minutes of your previous visit even if you are a taxi bringing different customers, you will automatically be charged a minimum of £2.00 upon exit. 

This should make us lots and lots of lovely cash because taxis in the mornings sometimes drop here several times and hour.

Monday, February 28, 2011

What an awful weekend....

This cat knows how i feel

Readers i don't know where to begin, it has been an truly awful weekend.

1. I have been under the weather all week.(think i may be a little depressed)

2. I fell down the stairs

3. It was really quiet  with little work about, I had hoped with folks getting payed at the end of the month it would have been busy.

4.Slipped on mutts chew toy, stubbed toe while landing ass cheek first on her bone

4. Worst of all Arsenal lost the cup final.

5.Had to put up with texts,emails,tweets and facebook messages telling me Arsenal lost the stupid friggin cup

6.Fell asleep and missed Top Gear.

7. Cant quite explain how but fell up the stairs (hurt wrist on top landing)

All in all bloody glad its over.

Sunday, February 27, 2011

Cup Final.......Mon the Gooners

I finished early last night just to be sure i would be up in time for to days cup final.

The mighty and glorious Arsenal are playing some poor bunch of reprobate Brummies.

I shall enjoy watching the carnage before Arsenal lift the cup.

My only complaint is that the Ireland Six Nations rugby match is on at the same time bad planning by the TV people if you ask me.

Saturday, February 26, 2011

How funny can ripping paper be?

Well its near the end of another slow and some what stressful week.

On top of that its kind of been a boring one as well with very little to pass on to your good selves.

Still there is always Saturday night.

Anyhow i was sent this video and it cheered me up and smile a little.

If you don't smile by the end of this video your dead inside.

Friday, February 25, 2011

Darth Vader V Hitler Rap Battle....

Over the last few days i have discovered the wonderful time wasting ways of Stumbleupon.

Well on one of my late night stumbles i came across this video that got me a punch in the ribs and told to shut up from the misses for giggling like a fire year old

There is a little bit of swearing so make sure there's no kid's about .

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Sad taxi drivers joke of the week no.21

John gets a distressed phone call from his very blonde girlfriend Buffy.

"I've got a problem," says Buffy.

"What's the matter?" asks John.

"Well, I bought this jigsaw puzzle, but it's too hard.

None of the pieces fit together and I can't find any edges."

"What's the picture of?" asks John.

"It's of a big rooster," replies Buffy.

"All right," says John. "I'll come over and have a look."

So he goes over to Buffy's house and she greets him by saying, "Thanks for coming over." 

Buffy leads John into her kitchen and shows him the jigsaw puzzle on the kitchen table.

John looks at the puzzle and then turns to her and says, 
"For heaven's sake, Buffy, put the cornflakes back in the box."

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

Ladies Choice

Last night Jr was staying at his Grandads which left me and the misses with the rarest of occasions a free night!

Sp it was decided fairly early on that instead of our normal trip to the cinema that we would go out for a meal.

All well and good so far, but although she had decided that we should go for a meal Mrs.belfasttaxi had not got a clue as to where we should go.

I tried to suggest a few places from Ginger in hope St to the Point out in Ballyhackamore.

None of which where as she put it what she fancied!

"I know the prefect place" she informed me after coming in form leaving the wee man round.

"Where" i asked.

"You will see when we get there" i was told.

So I left it at that as my wife has pretty good taste.

So where did we end up, huh?

Feckin Pizza Hut 

Apparently she wanted somewhere she could just relax and chill out.

Words fail me, next time i am friggin choosing.

Sunday, February 20, 2011

Backseat Bickering

Is there anything worse than being around a couple arguing?

Well obviously there is! Cancer,war, maybe paper cuts?

I picked up a couple in the Cathedral quarter who where heading out to a hotel in the outskirts of the city.

He was obnoxious ignorant little git, she didn't look to happy either, she threw herself down on the seat and slammed the door as she got in .

They exchanged snide  remarks at just above a wisper getting louder as they got more and more animated.

She was furious that he had made her leave whatever nightclub they where at early.
He complained that he didn't want to have to fight for a cab once everyone else left the club.
He wouldn't of had to as i have seen zombie moves with more life in them than town last night!

Then he made his big mistake by appealing to reason, after all the clubs closed in five minutes!

The next few sentences that came from his lady friends potty mouth where unrepeatable,
they even contained some four letter words i haven't heard before!

Then he committed the worst sin of all.

He tried to bring me into it! "Big fella would you behave like a grumpy spoilt brat because you left a club a few minutes early"?

Hell no I wasn't falling for that one not again, the friggin cheek of trying to drop me in it.

"No mate i would be annoyed because the club you where at doesn't shut until 3am" I replied

I was shot a dirty look but he sat in silence the rest of the way while his partner mumbled words like tosser and twat in his general direction.

Truned out he was a twat making her pay for the cab as he had bought her a drink.

Classy bloke huh!

Saturday, February 19, 2011


Sometimes i think the phone monkeys save the arseholes just for me.

Last job tonight was picking up in Martinez Ave and was meant to be going to the Saintfield Rd.

Simple enough you would think ,yeah well so did i!

I arrived at * Martinez Ave and put through callback then sat back to wait on my punter coming out.

After nearly 10 minutes i was just about to put the call down as a no-job when a skinny fella in his 30s ran out to the car.

"He will be out in a minute mate he's just saying goodbye to everyone" he said.

So i waited some more, about 5 minutes later he finally dragged arse out to the cab.

When asked where he wanted to go he mumbled "jusst u heed for Carrydufff alright".

OK he didn't sound the happiest and all 6'6" of him slouched like a moody teenager across the back seat.
We had made it about half way the Carryduff when he asked me to pull over.

He wanted to make a phone call and might need to go back into town.

It became quickly clear that we would be heading back,

Of course he didn't know where he wanted to go to because although who ever was on the phone with him was inviting him to a party, but he couldn't get the address out of them!

Finally after i was handed the phone i worked out i was to take him to Greystown Ave.

It took about 8 -10 minutes to drive from where we where to Greystown Ave and the incredible sulk was starting to get narky criticizing anything and everything, passing snide remarks.

So we arrive and of course he doesn't know what number he is going to and cant get through to anyone on the phone to fined out.

Not that the gobshite was trying to bloody hard.

Another taxi turned up and he spotted his mates getting out of it.

"Right mate cheers" he said as he got out!

"Oi hold on you forgetting something"?

"Like what"

"Like paying for one"

"I already paid you so i did" he mumbled and waddled off.

Because of the way I was parked by the time I managed to get out of the car he disappeared into his mates house.

I knew it was one of three houses but i could hardly rap the doors of all three waking up two houses who where nothing to do with it.

There was no point calling the old bill ether unless I could tell them where he was.

So the arsehole got away, he done me on the guts of £20 and all I could do was let the depot know so that we don't pick up from that address again.

I am sick to death of this kinda crap its happening more and more now.
 (more times in the last year than in the last six years put together)

Things are hard enough out there at the moment to make a crust without assholes like him not paying.

So I future I wont be letting twats like this away with it.

No in future I will be taking there photo.

If they don't pay a nice big posters will be made with there pictures on them and above the photo in big block capitals will be printed THIEF.

It shouldn't take long to post a few around which ever area I have picked them up or dropped them at.

If they want to steal from me then they can put up with their friends and neighbours knowing what they have done.

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