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Dear members — picture this: it’s a busy Friday night on Bold Street. You’ve had a few drinks with some mates and you’re calling it early — sensible. You pull your phone out, give a local cab firm a call and a few minutes later, your ride arrives. It has Wolverhampton plates. Strange, no? In today’s piece, we unpick exactly why there are so many Wolverhampton minicabs driving around Liverpool, and dig into what that means for the average Merseyside passenger. 

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By Abi Whistance

I’m sat in the back of a taxi at Wolverhampton train station, offering to pay a hefty fare back to my parents’ house in Staffordshire. Normally I’d bat my eyelashes and ask my dad for a lift home instead, but this time my journey serves a purpose.

My driver, Hardev, has been driving in the city for over 30 years, but in the last decade or so the pace of business has fallen off as Wolverhampton has been pedestrianised. Some of his colleagues have started accepting work in other cities, just to make ends meet. 

Other cities like Southampton and Manchester. Other cities like Liverpool.

But are drivers really commuting that far to work in Liverpool every day? Surely it can’t be worth the petrol money?

Those questions are how I found myself sat in Starbucks on Myrtle Street this week, drinking lattes with two members of Liverpool’s Taxi Alliance group.