Thirty Silver Coins, The London Cabbie And Well Missus...

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Being at Victoria Coach Station on hardly the best of nights specially in London it can be very forbidding and tremendously cold and steel hearted on all levels. So we were all going our own different ways as we got off the Bus. I love London Taxi Drivers they are always so original every last one of them. This one was asking "does anyone speak French or Spanish please". I shouted up that I speak Spanish and he asked me if I could speak with a young French girl to see if he could get her to understand. Her would be employer in England had left her stranded well sort of saying that she would have to pay for the Taxi which came to a total of thirty British Pounds as the said persoon could not pick her up. Leaving all the whys and the wherefores out of it I spoke with her and she spoke back to me in a French that I understood and she understood me well both of us more or less. Short end to the story we all had a whip around and managed to get thirty pounds together and pay the Taxi Driver bless his heart. Of course it was a very long way out for such a beautiful vulnerable girl to go on her own with no guardian. All of us on the Bus all agreed and the Taxi Driver said "ok darlin, alright luv I will see her safe there and thank you very much all yes Missus". Also thinking of a much loved London Comedian who spoke just like that "well missus, and alright, alright don´t get the wrong end of the stick.". So she did get there safe I presume and I did not regret chipping in and help to pay for her journey there and I wished her in Spanish mucha suerte maja and that was it. Thing was that the said girl was determined to learn English whichever way she could no matter what as she could not speak it or understand it at the time.