A few weeks ago I visited Kingston from my home in the West Highlands of Scotland. I left my diary with the address of my destination at home.

I had a vague idea of the address, so on arrival I set out to find it but got hopelessly lost.

I had been travelling for 10 hours so I hailed a passing taxi cab. The driver could not have been more helpful. He tried to find the address with his A to Z and, when that failed, took me back to the station, refusing any money.

With so many bad things

said about taxi and cab drivers and the (so-called) unhelpful southerners, I was amazed at this man's generosity.

I eventually found the address I was looking for and had a most pleasant stay in your area.

I wish I had taken the cab number so I could write and thank the driver personally, but hopefully he will see this letter.

Thanks again Kingston, you should be proud of your cabbies.

Michael Magnay

Etive Gardens

Argyll

May 30, 2003 10:00