The Worst Taxi Driver in the World

We had ordered a six seater to take us back from the pub last night. Claire had called them by phone - Carcabs I think, and the six seater duly turned up. He dropped Al and Claire off first, and then Sarah. He then had to drop Em off on the street where she lives - and he didn't seem to know where her street was... We gave the taxi driver directions, but it's only a small street, and I thought oh well, maybe it's just slipped his mind... Then he had to take Andy and myself back home, and we gave him the name of our street. he didn't say anything but headed down Portland Road, almost to Portslade... I said to him that we had gone way too far, and then, again, had to give him directions back, right to the door. We then had to badger him to give us a discount for the trip - which ended up costing us £23:00, which seems incredibly expensive anyway. I saw the number on his cab as he drove off - 414141 - which Andy then duly called to complain about how utterly dreadful he had been.\The woman he spoke too sounded 'cagey' and said that there had been no cabs booked from the pub we had been at (The Brewery Tap in the North Laine) since the night before.
Something dodgy going on there...