A privilege

I have written a couple of times about the stress of driving large trucks but it is also an immense pleasure, and a privilege.

New ones can cost as much as a very posh car, and they feel like it. The one I am driving this week ( a DAF CF Euro 6 if you want to be nerdy and look it up) is superb. Smooth, quieter in the cab than our nice family car, incredibly powerful with its 13 litre engine, and wonderfully precise to drive even in tight spaces.

Sitting way up above the other road users and getting good at manipulating it safely through challenging situations feels like a privilege.

I am very lucky.