One Saturday afternoon in January David Hall received a phone call from Maldwyn Lewis, a Funeral Director in Rhydlewis in
near the coast south-west of New Quay. Maldwyn had four Brothers with him and
he requested a price for a Saturday afternoon funeral. As normal David did his
due diligence before working out the price, taking into account the mileage,
fuel and accommodation costs.
Whilst Maldwyn was waiting with the four Brothers for David to return his call, he counselled them that running a vintage lorry wasn’t cheap, he knew because he was also a part owner in a local Coach Company. Maldwyn gave the Brothers what he thought would be the likely cost, however, everyone was pleasantly surprised when David’s price was almost 30% less than Maldwyn had suggested from his experience in the funeral industry.
The week before the funeral Maldwyn told David that a TV Company would like to film the funeral and interview him for a forthcoming BBC Wales TV programme. David spoke to Geraint Rhys Jones of GRJ Media and he was assured that the filming would be discreet and would be part of a dignified programme.
Given the funeral was in January with snow and heavy frosts predicted, David contacted Steve Hunt, an HGV Driver, whose family had used the 1950 Leyland Beaver on two occasions, to provide information which can determined which route David will take. Steve told David that although the A40 through Brecon is gritted the incidence of snow on the high ground should dictate the use of the A48. ‘Keep to the coast Dave,’ was Steve’s final word.
The Leyland Beaver glided down David’s street on a bitterly cold January day at 0445 hours. David took the
and went to Chepstow, picking up the A48 which he would then be on for most of
the journey. Traffic was light around the south of Old
Severn Bridge Newport
at 0630 hours and David planned to stop just before Cardiff for his paper. However, coming down
the hill towards Castleton, water running across the road had frozen and as
David eased off the throttle the back end of the Leyland Beaver twitched. David
and his lorry are well known at this Shell Service Station and when David
expressed his concerns about the garage refurbishment which was preventing
access to the pumps the owner reassured David. ‘When are you coming back?’ the
owner asked and David replied he would be back from West
Wales by around 2000 hours the following day. The owner said,
‘I’ll have at least one pump open for you, diesel at 109 pence per litre.’ (4
pence cheaper than other Service Stations in Wales.)
Previously David had telephoned Pyle Garden Centre to enquire whether he could use their café and toilet facilities at around 1100 hours, however, the Leyland Beaver made better time than expected and David was outside at 0845 hours keen to use the toilet and café, in that order, when the site opened for business. The A48 road comes to an abrupt end in Briton Ferry with vehicles being forced onto the M4, where vehicles were moving at speed overhead, or to take the A483 into
Swansea and then out
again on this road before rejoining the A48 at Penllergaer. David went through
Pontarddulais and for the next 10 miles the A48 runs alongside the M4 before
the two roads merge into the A48 after Pont Abraham Services.
David took the bypass around
Carmarthen before doubling
back to the hospital and taking the A484 to Llandysul. The Leyland Beaver
arrived at the Lewis Rhydlewis Coach Garage at 1245 hours and was quickly put
undercover, into a place which Maldwyn Lewis had cleared, just before the rain
started. As Maldwyn was out on a funeral, David has his lunch with Meirion,
Maldwyn’s Step Brother and his Mechanics. Everyone around the table, from the
youngest to the oldest, had an apple in their sandwich box, however, David
explained that his choice of Jazz apples was not down to taste but their
cylindrical shape which ensured that they fitted well in his bait box, to use
David’s North Eastern vernacular. David was surprised to learn that certain
Councils in West Wales demand that the Coach
carrying the student should be younger that those riding in it and this leads
to buses retiring early in their lives. In this part of Wales, Welsh is the native tongue
for most people and David felt that he was in a foreign country
Maldwyn took David to meet Huw Davies, one of the Brothers, who said ‘We heard that you were on your way past
Carmarthen, we got a text
from someone visiting the hospital’. Huw was concerned when he found out that
David was intending to drive home after the funeral and he offered to pay for
the extra cost in the hotel for David to stay a second night. However, David
was confident that he could get home within the 15 hours shift, which is the
maximum working day for a current HGV Driver.
David spent the morning with Maldwyn and his wife Carys Ann at their home which is above their funeral offices.
explained that she was the Church Minister for 7 churches in the locality,
handling 4 services at specific intervals one Sunday and three the next. She
also explained that she would be conducting the service for the Deceased who
David would be carrying on his lorry and that the service would in Welsh and
English and she would not make the English a direct literal translation because
that would bore those who spoke both languages. David told Carys Ann that the
difficulties she had to endure made his 15 hour day seem like a stroll in the
park. The presence of multi-linguists took David back to the 1980’s when he
worked at Zellik near Brussels
on the dividing line between the Flemish and French speaking regions. The
managers at the depot came from the more affluent Flemish region and despite
being bilingual they spoke in Flemish to the Cleaner who could only speak
French. When David entered the depot he said, ‘Bonjour, ca va bien?’ to the
Cleaner who was so stunned that a manager had spoken French she didn’t reply.
What the Cleaner didn’t know was that David couldn’t speak Flemish and what
David didn’t know was that he had made a political gesture. In 1999 when David
was undertaking some consultancy work on the use of pallets he telephoned the
depot in Zellik for information and before he could explained what he wanted
the Receptionist said, ‘You are Mr. Hall, we will never forget you, you were
the only manager to speak French to the Cleaner!’ Whilst language was used as a
weapon in Belgium it was
used in friendship in this part of Wales.
The Leyland Beaver was followed by 4 Morris Minor Cars, from the local Vintage Club, which carried the mourners, and then two tractors, as the Deceased was passionate about restoring his own Morris Minors and Tractors.
David shook hands with Maldwyn and two of the Brothers at 1500 hours and then set off for home. Coming from a side road onto a main road, David was treated to an aerial display from a pair of Red Kites which were only a matter of feet away.
David always seeks to improve his route and coming along the A48 dual carriageway towards the M4 he thought back to his school days and the Maths Teacher who said that the hypotenuse is always less than the sum of the sides on a right angled triangle. So given that it was 1700 hours on a Saturday traffic was light , David, cognisant that the Leyland Beaver was colour blind, he opted to save mileage and tricked the old girl to take the M4 knowing that she would be oblivious to the blue signs.
The Leyland Beaver got off the M4 at junction 42, Briton Ferry, took the A48 and David stopped at Kentucky Fried Chicken on the Bridgend Bypass for his supper. David parked the lorry in the Wickes car park, checked it was alright to do so, and whilst he was waiting in the queue he phoned Mission Control 10 minutes after he had stopped. Unfortunately there had just been a fatal accident on the A48 at Cowbridge, some 10 minutes down the road from Bridgend in the Leyland Beaver. David looked at his watch and realised that he had been lucky and this perhaps was the only situation in this world where a Kentucky Fried Chicken Meal had saved someone’s life. David’s wife had found a cunning detour via Barry, but unfortunately this involved a single track road with no passing places with hedges brushing against the cab. David was not best pleased.
Shell Castleton was open as the owner had promised, 29 gallons of diesel were added to the 55 gallon tank and Tesco Clubcard points were added, which pleased Mission Control.
At 2245 hours David pulled the stop on the
engine and with the Beaver safely in the garage, Mission Control texted
Maldwyn, ‘Home Safe’.