
Family Day and still no relief
By just after 13:00 on Monday, 6 April 2026, Family Day in South Africa, the Checkers Sixty60 deliveries were already out in force again and the street was back to being used as a shortcut.
Date: 6 April 2026
It looks as if most people have returned home from the long weekend, because the deliveries are out en masse again. The noise has been almost non-stop through the middle of the day, with bikes racing up and down the street and using it as a shortcut as if nothing has changed.
As I write this, three have already raced past within moments of each other. This is completely unacceptable.
Today could be one of the worst yet
Watching the numbers rise through the day, it now feels entirely possible that this street could see close to 200 passes before the day is over. Even if the final number lands lower than that, the pace already tells its own story: the situation is getting worse, not better.
How are people supposed to live like this? How is this allowed to continue on a residential street? This is not normal.
The fleet appears to be expanding again
From what residents have observed, three additional BigBoy motorbikes now appear to have been added to the fleet. The reason for that assessment is simple: newly observed number plates, all starting with CY4, which had not previously been logged.
That is what makes this feel so disgraceful. Checkers is not only failing to deal with the existing problem. It appears to be allowing the problem to get worse by expanding the same fleet that residents have been complaining about for months.
We are fed up
There is no honest way to describe this as a minor inconvenience anymore. It is relentless noise, repeated anxiety, and an ongoing message that the residents living on these streets simply do not matter enough to be protected.
At this point, the continued use and apparent expansion of these loud BigBoy bikes feels sickening. The street keeps getting noisier, the pressure on residents keeps getting worse, and the people responsible keep behaving as though that is perfectly acceptable. We are fed up.