The weather cleared enough to catch a train back to Cambridge. But I arrived to find the taxi rank collectively disobeying queue etiquette – with both passengers and drivers ignoring posted rules.
Clearly this is not acceptable; in the UK you could even state (without exaggeration) that it is a shocking breach of protocol.
Too many tourists, not enough Brits? Who cares. I schooled them all with ruthless efficiency.
I put one finger in the air and started issuing orders – You are next, you need to go to the back of the queue – the queue forms – here
One or two drivers looked mutinous but they obeyed my beckoning finger.
People are so susceptible to unearned authority.