You know you’re in Zululand when…

You know you are in Zululand when…

Getting to work costs you more in traffic fines than in petrol.

You share the road with people pushing shopping trolleys.

At a green light you have to wait for the customary three cars sneaking across before you can go.

You are genuinely and pleasantly surprised to find your car parked where you left it.

Some parts of town are inaccessible because of road works – for 10 years at a time.

You discover a new speed hump every day.

Petrol attendants prefer dancing in the hot sun above working in the shade.

Traffic lights only work on weekends when scrap metal dealers are closed.

Your SUV has a much better chance of going on a trip to Mozambique than you.

By some miracle the guy parked in the disabled bay can walk.