Cab-tivated

The year, 1997, the location, my parents' house in Loughborough, the time, approximately 2 a.m.

The phone rings. A bleary-eyed Mr Nunn answers.

"Hello?"

A very drunk man at the other end of the phone slurs, "Can I have a taxi at Pulse nightclub please?"

"Sorry," a polite but firm Mr Nunn replies. "I think you have the wrong number." Mr Nunn hangs up.

Five minutes later, the phone rings again, "Can I have a cab at Pulse?"

"I'm sorry," Mr Nunn says more insistently, "but you have the wrong number." He hangs up again.

The phone rings straight away. An irate Mr Nunn answers.

"Hello?"

It is the same man. "Can I order a taxi please?"

"Look, this isn't a taxi firm. We don't have any taxis!"

There is a pause. The drunk man has infallible logic: "Well, why did you answer the phone then?"

Mr Nunn is stumped.

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