Your photo of the Spennymoor Gardens Guild reminded me that in those days, knowing someone with removals vans was a very useful attribute. I was only about 6 when Dad sold his last furniture van, but I can remember travelling with the boy scouts to camp with the scouts, the scoutmasters and all their gear. Dad was always roped in for helping out with scout and guide camps and he usually seemed to be the driver - I suppose it saved on wages on a Saturday or Sunday - so I always loved to go with him. I guess H&S long ago stopped anyone travelling in the back. I know things have improved socially in the last 70 years, but simple and mostly harmless pleasures like that have disappeared with some of the bad things.