Driver Jatt

Choo Choo! I done it!

The day went just as I hoped. I wanted to end up in Wales and here I am. I love the place. Wales is the type of partner you don’t want to live with but just love visiting. All the good views and interesting conversation, none of the arguments over whose turn it is to do the washing up.

I’ve decided to christen myself half Welsh. An honorary half Welshman. If you spend enough time somewhere, you earn a bit of it. My van certainly knows the roads.

My self-imposed rules are simple. If the day’s done and it’s not absolutely freezing, then I need to explore. No point rushing back if you don’t have to. So that’s exactly what I’ve done. A slow drive home, taking whatever lane looks interesting, stopping anywhere that tickles my fancy. A track that leads to a viewpoint. A village with a pub that looks alright. I’ll get home at some point. The motorway will still be there tomorrow.

You want to know why I love it? The roads are properly windy. Not just a bend or two. They twist and turn like they’ve got something to prove. You have to drive the thing, not just steer it. And the views are stunning all year round. I’ve seen it in summer when the hills are a stupid shade of green and in winter when the mist sits in the valleys like smoke. It’s never a rubbish backdrop.

The locals are incredibly friendly. Ask for directions and you’ll get a proper answer and maybe a bit of local gossip. Generally, you won’t find a McDonald’s or any other chain unless you are in a major city. But the small cafes and delis more than make up for it. The food’s better. You get a proper bacon sandwich made by someone who cares, not a plastic-wrapped thing from a heat rack.

Now, those brilliant, windy roads. They are fantastic fun to attack after hours when the van’s empty. You can get a proper rhythm going. But listen, don’t go breaking any laws. The police have zero tolerance. They know the roads are fun, and they know people test them. They’re not messing about. Enjoy the drive, but keep it sensible.

A quick note for any other couriers reading this: while there’s decent work going into deep Wales, there really isn’t much coming back out. You’ll often be running empty on the return leg. So price accordingly. Factor in that dead mileage, or you’ll be doing the most scenic charity run in the UK.

Right, that’s me. I wish you all a brilliant weekend. I’m going to finish my snacks and point the van vaguely east.

So, do you need a courier? One that’s half Welsh (self imposed)? Naaa, didn’t think so 😂

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