Driver Jatt

Wanna Ride?

Right. Wanna Ride? Y’know what I can’t stand on a Friday. Or any day, really. Folk with crap communication skills. It’s the single biggest time-waster in this job. Examples include, but aren’t limited to:

Someone booking a courier on behalf of an important client but not furnishing you with anything other than a phone number that doesn’t work and an address that’s missing vital info. Like which building on the street. Which unit in the estate. The basics. You end up playing detective, ringing every number you can find, looking like an idiot.

Then there are engineers who are waiting for an urgent delivery but leave their phone in the van so they can’t be contacted. Even more annoying when the consignment must be delivered to the named contact. Who happens to be that exact engineer who has called upon their introvert energy, switched the thing to silent, and is now uncontactable in a five-mile radius. You’re left holding the box, the clock’s ticking, and their tea’s going cold.

However, all is not doom. Not every stop is a headache.

I was close to ‘The Superbike Factory’ next to Donington Park today, so I stopped for a wee break. And it’s a little haven. Clean toilet facilities (always noted and appreciated) and a cafe that does decent warm food and coffee. It’s predominantly for bikers, but all are welcome. I think. They didn’t kick me out for arriving on four wheels, anyway.

The main thing here, obviously, is the range of motorbikes they have for sale. Every type of bike from a scooter to cruisers and most in between are offered. The stock is always changing as folk part-exchange their old bikes for their new toys. Walls of gleaming metal. They also sell a selection of clothing, helmets and boots too. It’s a proper Aladdin’s cave for anyone who likes two wheels.

I’ve been eying up the Gixxer6 for a while now. Just looking. But as it stands, with this cold, I’m definitely in my feminine energy until spring. My warm, heated seat, enclosed cabin, hot coffee holder feminine energy. The bike can wait. For now, it’s just a nice place to stop, use a clean loo, have a decent brew and look at the shiny things while the world outside sorts its phone signal out. By the way the van doesn’t have heated seats. Why not? Why aren’t vans fitted with heated seats and a sunroof?

Here’s their website 👉🏾 https://superbikefactory.co.uk

So, do you have the need for a courier that gets all ‘meh’ over poor communication but gets gooey over the Suzuki GSXR600? 🏍️ I would if I were you 😁

Click on www.frigate-express.co.uk and use the calculator to quote you.

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