Aberystwyth & The Baby Seal 🦭

Driver Jatt

Aberystwyth & The Baby Seal 🦭

Communication matters. Is it really that difficult to furnish drivers with meaningful information?

Y’know, stuff like:

A full and correct address.
Correct contact details for the person actually on site.
A basic idea of what it is you want transported.

This sort of thing. The fundamentals.

Why am I moaning? Because this morning, I was sent to collect some welding gear. The address took me to a retail park. I walked into a brightly lit clothing store, all mannequins and sale racks, and asked for the welding equipment. The look I got could have frozen lava. A blunder in the system somewhere, but it was enough to set off my mood for the day. Meh.

An Escape to Aberystwyth
I wanted to get away from humanity. I needed to, in order to protect what was left of my sanity after explaining to a shop assistant that no, I was not there for a new jacket.

The transport Gods must have heard my inner cries. The very next job was a straight shot to Aberystwyth. Perfect.

Lo and behold. It is not even raining here. And it is a balmy 11 degrees. After the morning’s chaos, it felt like a different planet.

The Run and The Rescue
But it gets better. After the drop, I went for a walk to clear my head. The walk turned into a jog. Fine, it turned into a run. The sea air does that. Someone please validate my running, it probably looked ridiculous.

Then, I came across it. A baby pup seal. Just chilling on some rocks, a fair distance from the sea itself. It looked like a little, speckled beanbag with eyes. One of the locals had already spotted it and called the marine rescue folk. They were on their way. The pup would be monitored all night if it needed to be. It was healthy, and it hissed at anyone getting too close, which was the right thing for it to do.

A Note of Caution (From The Locals)
The local who made the call filled me in. Apparently, even a pup this size has a bite akin to a medium-sized dog, and it can pierce skin. A fully grown seal? It can do a lot worse. So, be careful. Admire from a distance. Let the experts handle it.

The Reset
Enjoy the pics. They tell the real story of the day. A frustrating blip of human error in the morning, solved by a long drive to the coast, a run in the cool air, and the quiet miracle of a wild creature taking a rest on the rocks.

The job gives you whiplash sometimes. One minute you are in the wrong shop in the wrong town, the next you are a respectful bystander to a minor wildlife rescue operation in Aberystwyth. You just have to be ready for the swap. And always double-check the address.