PS, Fergie, that is a nice ONATRA Magirus , they loved them!
Cheerio for now…where is the boat!
Saviem:
1st photo, Berliet GL10M 9.5 litre, 180hp, with the loved/loathed Tricateuse gearbox…two sticks,…
Correct mon Liege !!
Saviem:
PS, Fergie, that is a nice ONATRA Magirus , they loved them!
It is, but take a closer look at that handsome chap “driving” it… 
Evocative photo of a Léon Giraud tanker delivering “de jus de raisin” for the making of Champagne.
Davidoff:
Very aptly posted Mr Fergie, particularly that first pic showing L. Giraud’s long-nose Scania, which must be driven by a very canning driver for he carries the sign “service du lait”, a smart undercover initiative to hide the tank’s real content and thus dodge the képis’ increasingly frequent roadside controls.We count on you to deliver this precious load safely to destination, the success of our next political rally depends upon its energising virtues!
Michel, great pics there.
Whilst our trusted 6x2 Bernard undergoes some discreet cosmetic upgrade after 65 or so years in continuous service, I think we should consider adding a Willème “Nez de Requin” pinardier to the fleet, don’t you think?
Hey Davidoff, everything OK, Les courtants Bleus were not so stupid because most companies painted their tanks white for milk and other stayed inoxy. Ok not all did. But doesn’t look this white■■?
cheers Eric,
Evening all, Fergie…did you do a bit for ONATRA■■? I spent years dealing with them, loved every minute, am still honoured to get an invite to the reunions…what an outfit…what a bunch of people…
May have dropped one today…around 06,00hrs, came a weak knock at the door…I opened it, semi horizontal , secured by the jaws of our Alsatian was a small orange haired individual, wearing a tartan mini skirt, secured with a belt that seemed to be made from a dead Rabbit, clutching a beret in some Tartan colours…
Could hardly understand his accent…but he seemed to be saying that he was an emissary from “a tin of Salmon”…third hearing…after I told the dog that for breakfast he had to wait for the Postman…sounded like he came from Mr Salmond…heir to the Stone of Scone…who wished to give me a gift, and renew the “auld alliance”…the gift was an IOU written on some Edinburgh Hotel notepaper…as yet they had not any currency to pay for any gift to La Belle France…
I told him to go away back North, only to return with enough single malt to satisfy the immediate needs of “our” collective cabinet…and pushed a nominal Bus fare into his Rabbit belt`s mouth, and told the Dog to put him by the bus stop…and to wait with patience for the Postman!!!
Cheerio for now
Saviem JL 20T from 1960 Giraud.
Not a tank, but hauls also one famous French alcohol.
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Michel this should be used as our candidate’s mobile headquarters and communications centre, don’t you think?
Voter awareness guaranteed.
(Magnificent vehicle by the way)
Saviem:
Evening all, Fergie…did you do a bit for ONATRA■■? Cheerio for now
Afraid not Saviem, just cab-happy in the late '60’s…by coincidence I use to bump into the driver (André ) on numerous occasions, normally in restaurants or cafe’s somewhere in France over the years…nice guy, then in his early sixties I’d guess, so probably no longer with us…
michel:
Not a tank, but hauls also one famous French alcohol.
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Evening Gentlemen, now tell me is not michels image the lorry that we all would loved with all our desire, to have driven…truly, truly, a real and valid work of art!!!If it were my mobile Headquarters, sadly I would never be able to stop driving her…like you fergie, I was, (and so sadly still am), “cab happy”. I was always trying out lorries…even when I was selling them…if I wanted to drive it…then I would find some way of buying it!!!..but selling it, was another story!!!..ah well…
ONATRA, was an incredible operation, a bit like the Stobart operation in the UK…everyone hated them for their success, and the story`s were enormous of what they did… and so were the myths…In fact they gave a lot of people with talent opportunities…and they grabbed them with both hands…
I think that I may have been “over there” a bit before you fergie…I came off the road in `69, and started France/Italy, 63…no one laughed at my little Foden then…only wished to try her out…remember how we would try each others lorries…that is how I fell in love with the beautiful Bernard…truly the “Piaf” of the French lorry industry!!!
Im away to the Bollinger…and try to remember the company from Avignon, who ran Arnault cab Bernard tractors…
(may take several Bollingers…I fear)!!!
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Thanks for the information about the PS30- it seems that Saviem pre-empted MAN on the high-torque-rise engine. IIRC, MAN also raised the cab at a later date, possibly to accommodate intercooler pipes.
Now to more pressing issues. I am having spuds for my tea, and remembered that this thread was the place to discuss them. The spud industry seems to be stuck in the same furrow as British commercial vehicle manufacturing in the post-war years- outdated products, crude manufacturing processes and lax quality control.
All too often, spuds arrive at the end user covered in clods of hardened dirt. Apart from the fact that this scrap product is being sold at the same per-kilo price as the spud itself, removal of the dirt is a time-consuming process for the modern-day, busy customer. It also causes accelerated wear to the blade of the peeler, which is just not acceptable. A proper quality control process would identify the source of the dirt and put procedures in place to prevent it. Of course, this means that everyone with an input into the end product must buy into the ethos of quality. Teamwork is king- there is no place for mavericks.
My second justifiable criticism concerns the design of the spud itself- the outer surface is covered with hollows and indents, which make it a chore to peel. Mechanised peelers, as used by the majority of households in the 21st Century, do not peel these concave areas, unless they machine is left running for minutes on end, resulting in considerable waste of spud mass. A properly qualified spud engineer would put a note on the drawing, stipulating that all surfaces should be convex. I would suggest a maximum surface profile radius of about 500mm as a starting point, pending peeling trials. I bet the Scandinavians and Germans are already well down the route towards proper dimensional control of their spuds.
Like the British lorry manufacturers of the 1970s, you would have thought that a bit of assistance from the exchequer would pay dividends, but spud mining and its sister industry, animal feeding, are already subsidised more than the health service, education and the arts combined, so what can be done? The staff of firms engaged in these sectors is the obvious first port of call- their manner is frequently slovenly and their dress standard does not measure up to that of those doing more civilised work. To be frank, some of them look like common hicks; and the odour… I would suggest the formation of a professional body to control entry to the industry, with all operatives having to undergo rigorous training and examination, like in medicine or any of the respected professions.
Arrrgh…this poor sod of the soil is under attack…Sir my quality shines out…
Evening Gentlemen, a few facts…
Spud production is controlled centrally
Quality of the UK produced spud is better than any…any, of our Euro neighbours
We, (the humble spud growing collective), could increase production by 100%, (without resort to “iffy” chemical compounds as , (undetected), used by some of our neighbours in Euro land!..but we cannot.
The biggest problem when providing product for “the Great British Housewife”…or her consort/partner/same ■■■ co-habitee…is cosmetic appeal…NOT, the quality of the product!
Sadly the market buys on appearance…forget value, (for the tricks played by the major Supermarkets to “give value” are legion…and some barely credible…
How about when a product reaches its sell by date…take it back to an RDC, then repack…and give it a new sell by date…same stock…same stupid customer…
British Farming, and Farmers are without doubt the Worlds best…legislation, and sadly uneducated consumers, coupled with a left wing media, have dented that reputation…
I become angry when I hear the “poor” saying that they cannot afford fresh vegetables…but many are in the Supermarket queue for Pitza…the real problem, Britains problem…EDUCATION HAS FAILED US… Was anyone tought how to cook■■? The average French woman has forgotten more than the average British woman has failed to learn…what wasted potential!
The left wing loonies who people education, have destroyed the potential of at least two generations…failed totally to say,…“.you can do it”,…but said “it is your right” , “you deserve it”… and Gentlemen we are even now sleep walking along the slippy road to destroying our last great industry…FARMING,…and so few realise it!
Ive been lucky, in my life, I have worked within two great industries, peopled by "real" people, The Lorry Business, and Farming, Im mature, (old), and sad to see such waste of talent, and I dislike with vehemence the" no hopers" who have bought such a great country to its knees and wasted the potential talent of so many!
Anorak, buy your spuds wisely, and rejoice in the endeavour that got them to your table! Relish their preparation, enjoy their cooking, and relax sublime with the savouring of their eating …then enjoy the memory of their taste and flavour…Sir, food is a delight unlike no other, the pleasure is beyond reproach…but as you drain your Claret/Bank`s Mild, spare a thought for us poor artisans, (however poor our dress sense, or appearance), for we have grown that item of pleasure, in conditions that you would not endure, with a passion, and love, that surpasses monetary gain…
Cheerio for now.
Well, 2 things from tonights postings.
1)…M Anorak for Minster of Potato…( Pomme de terre )… 
2)…After M.Saviems write up on the English and their tatty buying, I ain’t arf glad I live in France… …Viva la French fries… 
French Fries, my a*se!!!
Vive l’Anglais! 
thank you for that very lucid explanation saviem . i now understand why the bag of morrison’s finest maris piper bought on saturday had more legs than a centipede and blue bruises throughout . the potatoes at our local " farm shop " are so old the bags are labelled in latin . ah well , back to auntie bessie’s chips .ps , the aforesaid spuds could never have graced your hallowed fields i’m sure . cheers , dave
I have to admit that it looks like I’m going to have to grace the local farm shop with my custom as the store of the ROF brand home grown spuds is getting seriously depleted. What with Sprog, Estranged Mrs ROF and brother-in-law all staking a claim to my hard-earned produce, I fear I’m going to run out long before this season’s harvest is ready. The seed Nadine,Charlotte & Lady Crystal are busy sprouting as we speak, an extra row may yield enough to keep the extended family in chips this year!
Saviem my friend I have had a word and help is on its way, very willing couple with a wealth of experience in natural disasters so should be able to help with cesspit emptying and any other tasks you may need help with. As Harry says Grand mama is a big landowner with several private estates in different parts of the country so has knowledge of most situations over a long period. Of course you will have to supply board and lodging for the duration of there stay with you, do hope this helps you out in a these difficult times, cheers Buzzer.
PS. your ok she is used to Bollinger, not sure about Harry.
Retired Old ■■■■:
French Fries, my a*se!!!
Vive l’Anglais!
Ah, a traitor in our mists…bring on the guillotine s.v.p. M.MaggieD…Min of JUSTICE…
no need for a trial, off with his 'ead…
Fergie47:
Retired Old ■■■■:
French Fries, my a*se!!!
Vive l’Anglais!Ah, a traitor in our mists…bring on the guillotine s.v.p. M.MaggieD…Min of JUSTICE…
no need for a trial, off with his 'ead…
Hi Fergie, have we nominated anyone for Minister of executions yet, needs someone with a very big chopper can you suggest anybody who would be suitably equipped, cheers Buzzer.