Any old promotor drivers around

A picture of George Fardell taken soon after he left the company. Here you see him about to slay the vile little creature he likened to Dave Stagg our transport manager. George had the vile looking little troll fixed to his dashboard. Whenever the inclination took him he would thrash it with a whip made of a strip of leather attached to a piece of welding rod which he kept handy as it was often used. As he thrashed Staggie he would curse him out loud so all could hear even back at the depot. No wonder Staggie said the definition of “a fardell” meant “my burden”. Those items, the troll and whip, together with the fridge and cases of coke and the tool belt and the hat all were Georgie’s trademarks.

I think Dave Stagg finally got rid of George in about 84. Any idea anyone when George joined the company or indeed can confirm when he left.

sandway:
A picture of George Fardell taken soon after he left the company. Here you see him about to slay the vile little creature he likened to Dave Stagg our transport manager. George had the vile looking little troll fixed to his dashboard. Whenever the inclination took him he would thrash it with a whip made of a strip of leather attached to a piece of welding rod which he kept handy as it was often used. As he thrashed Staggie he would curse him out loud so all could hear even back at the depot. No wonder Staggie said the definition of “a fardell” meant “my burden”. Those items, the troll and whip, together with the fridge and cases of coke and the tool belt and the hat all were Georgie’s trademarks.

I think Dave Stagg finally got rid of George in about 84. Any idea anyone when George joined the company or indeed can confirm when he left.

Good morning Mr. Sandway. I think that it was 1983 when George left.
I left in October 83 and I am sure that he had already gone by then.

sandway:
No wonder Staggie said the definition of “a fardell” meant “my burden”.

Actually I think I should take credit for that (Shakespeare too). I quoted Shakespeare’s Hamlet to George …

“Who would fardels bear, To grunt and sweat under a weary life, But that the dread of something after death…”

George looked at me and sighed when I quoted this and said “All my life I wondered when it would be that someone would use that quote - but I never imagined it would be a lorry driver that used it first…”

Hi all, just wanted to say what a wonderful thread this is, the stories you guys have are superb, keep them coming. I just wish I could have done some of the trips you did. I did Italy for a few years, and that was tough enough.
Just bought Micks book, to feed my Promotor addiction, first few pages are great so looking forward to the rest of it.
Anyway I’ll leave you guys to crack on.

Craigwxm:
Hi all, just wanted to say what a wonderful thread this is, the stories you guys have are superb, keep them coming. I just wish I could have done some of the trips you did. I did Italy for a few years, and that was tough enough.
Just bought Micks book, to feed my Promotor addiction, first few pages are great so looking forward to the rest of it.
Anyway I’ll leave you guys to crack on.

Hi Craig. I hope that you enjoy the rest of it too. Yeah, there are some brilliant tales on here from lots of ex drivers. And I am sure that there will be plenty more. Keep reading the thread and hope that you enjoy that as well.

Mick

I have just spent some time going over some of the previous posts and I,ve noticed that the Hotel National gets mentioned a fair bit. Now I know that most of you guys are probably very familiar with the place but how many of you have been there over the last 20 years? Well, I have!!! yes,sad, I know but on the very last 3 week tour of Europe with the IBM trailer before the contract ended and I retired 3 years ago we went to Belrade IBM office to do a show. We arrived on a Friday evening and rigged the trailer so as to be able to use the facilities for ourselves over the weekend and be ready for three days of shows the following week. The sight-seeing opportunity was far too good to miss so I took my side-kick off to show him the " House of ill-repute" known to us all as the National. I was amazed to find it still there but it is now buried in the middle of a confusing light industrial area but they have introduced a reasonable excuse for a truck/coach park to the rear so that the lamp posts now don,t get knocked down every week! Actually, I was quite shocked at realising that there,s not been too many changes in Belgrade owing to the Serbian govt., leaning towards the Russians for support now leading to approx. 70% of the major companies being all or part Russian controlled. One thing that still remains though is the famous old " up and down" street in the old Turkish quarter of the city centre and we duly took our place in one of the outdoor bars to sink a “Pivo” or three while watching the constant flow of gorgeous Serbian girls go by!! Oh, to be young again! There is now a new ring road around the city and all trucks are supposed to use it unless, like us you had business there. The rickety old motorway bridge over the river that we used to go over to get to the customs is still in use but now has a weight restriction on it. On reflection I enjoyed my time doing Yugo, it was frustrating at times but once you realised that nothing happened in a hurry and you just went with the flow it was fine. On many occasions I found great hospitality from local village people only too pleased to offer food and drink if they saw you were parked up for the weekend. I found it quite humbling especially once you realised that very often these were quite poor people. They were offended if you offered any kind of financial thanks too.

Nottsnortherner:
Hi Brian,I think you,re wrong about Roger Graber leaving and coming back but right about Stormonts. About 10 years ago I caught up with Roger whilst I had the IBM trailer on display at IBM Bedfont Lakes offices. By then he was working at a Volvo dealership over Heathrow somewhere in sales, probably someone will come on and tell us which dealership I,m referring to.

I think he was selling Seddons @ Stormonts when Iveco took them over ? i remember he was a heavy smoker & his nickname there was “grabber” to do with his sales technique :laughing: :laughing: :laughing:
Heard the other day he was delivering cars @ a Renault dealers in Tunbridge Wells & is forever leaving his walking stick in the customers cars :laughing:

Efes:

sandway:
No wonder Staggie said the definition of “a fardell” meant “my burden”.

Actually I think I should take credit for that (Shakespeare too). I quoted Shakespeare’s Hamlet to George …

“Who would fardels bear, To grunt and sweat under a weary life, But that the dread of something after death…”

George looked at me and sighed when I quoted this and said “All my life I wondered when it would be that someone would use that quote - but I never imagined it would be a lorry driver that used it first…”

Well, are you taking note all you ex lorry drivers. That was another prime requisite if you applied for a job with Promotor. You had to be able to quote Shakespeare or at least know where Stratford upon Avon was.

Efes. Dunno why I thought it was an “inflatable bar”. I can see that “inflatable pub” makes much more sense.

A WARD:

Nottsnortherner:
Hi Brian,I think you,re wrong about Roger Graber leaving and coming back but right about Stormonts. About 10 years ago I caught up with Roger whilst I had the IBM trailer on display at IBM Bedfont Lakes offices. By then he was working at a Volvo dealership over Heathrow somewhere in sales, probably someone will come on and tell us which dealership I,m referring to.

I think he was selling Seddons @ Stormonts when Iveco took them over ? i remember he was a heavy smoker & his nickname there was “grabber” to do with his sales technique :laughing: :laughing: :laughing:
Heard the other day he was delivering cars @ a Renault dealers in Tunbridge Wells & is forever leaving his walking stick in the customers cars :laughing:

Still working!! Are the walking sticks painted white.

Nottsnortherner:
I have just spent some time going over some of the previous posts and I,ve noticed that the Hotel National gets mentioned a fair bit. Now I know that most of you guys are probably very familiar with the place but how many of you have been there over the last 20 years? Well, I have!!! yes,sad, I know but on the very last 3 week tour of Europe with the IBM trailer before the contract ended and I retired 3 years ago we went to Belrade IBM office to do a show. We arrived on a Friday evening and rigged the trailer so as to be able to use the facilities for ourselves over the weekend and be ready for three days of shows the following week. The sight-seeing opportunity was far too good to miss so I took my side-kick off to show him the " House of ill-repute" known to us all as the National. I was amazed to find it still there but it is now buried in the middle of a confusing light industrial area but they have introduced a reasonable excuse for a truck/coach park to the rear so that the lamp posts now don,t get knocked down every week! Actually, I was quite shocked at realising that there,s not been too many changes in Belgrade owing to the Serbian govt., leaning towards the Russians for support now leading to approx. 70% of the major companies being all or part Russian controlled. One thing that still remains though is the famous old " up and down" street in the old Turkish quarter of the city centre and we duly took our place in one of the outdoor bars to sink a “Pivo” or three while watching the constant flow of gorgeous Serbian girls go by!! Oh, to be young again! There is now a new ring road around the city and all trucks are supposed to use it unless, like us you had business there. The rickety old motorway bridge over the river that we used to go over to get to the customs is still in use but now has a weight restriction on it. On reflection I enjoyed my time doing Yugo, it was frustrating at times but once you realised that nothing happened in a hurry and you just went with the flow it was fine. On many occasions I found great hospitality from local village people only too pleased to offer food and drink if they saw you were parked up for the weekend. I found it quite humbling especially once you realised that very often these were quite poor people. They were offended if you offered any kind of financial thanks too.

Nice one Nottsnortherner but you know what they say. You should never go back or revisit old haunts. Its rarely the same and in most cases a huge disappointment.

I believe it was 1987 that three Promotor men left the company and formed their own company, Motorvation. Tony Grainger, Steve Marshall and Richard Brown can all be seen in the accompanying pictures taken at Richard’s wedding. Richard Brown married Angela Buss at Tunbridge church the exact date escapes me but it was I think in the late 80’s. Nottsnortherner can put me right here as he was one of the three and appears (just) in one of the photos.

Angela was one of the infamous “Promotor Travel Tarts”. Her description not mine. The other two were Karen and Suzie. The last photo is of Sally, the Promotor receptionist and general all rounder.

Tony. About time you told of your time with Motorvation. You must have stories to tell as well as photos to add to the blog.

Hello Brian and all the other posters, keep posting the great photos and there are some really interesting stories coming out which are great to read. :slight_smile:
Anyway, when kmills uploaded this photo last week I had a bit of trouble seeing it properly as it seemed to be slightly out of focus. Although I did notice the guy with the beard before I could make out who the Dow driver was so I went back through the early pages of this thread only to find that the photo of him has now disappeared.
So what do you think ? does this look like the same guy in both of the photos.

B.T.W. I was fascinated by Efes tale of the inflatable pub but I have just got to ask “did it have a dart board”. :confused:

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GOOD afternoon to all pro-motor readers ,i think micks second book is no way as good as his first,after his revelation on how many languages he can speak no wonder he managed to navigate the eastern,boarders as well as Russia as GERMANis understood in ex commie block counties so yes all boarders controls would have been a piece of cake .

Unlike myself who had great difficulties at most of the frontiers ,if there was no agent to do it ,Aachen was a classic untill you got to know [on TFORMS]it Frank-fort -order was another.i used to think why am i doing this,the reason was i had difficulties i had not the capacity to learn a language.

I have realized that PROMOTER WAS A SPECIAL JOB not run of the mill general european haulage yes you carried all goods,i remember seeing the trucks abroad but never took no notice as i was a fridge man .,my god i wished i had!! I would have been mr STAGGS whipping boy lol,did they have a radius on how far away you lived from the depot? or maybe a English test…its nice to see that you all keep in touch,and all though you are all probably like me in their 70s [no regrets]keep the posts rolling in…just one thing about 1984 i tipped ATHENS 3DROPS [INTERVENTION BEEF]then loading instructions were THE COLD STORE,BELGRADE.that was it, i only had a michelin european map,a euro shell book,and a thermo king repair book so i managed to get to BELGRADE ,as you all say,horse and carts pulling old railway trucks with people sat in side,i eventually ended up ,[gods honest truth] i remember turning right,im sure, there was a square ,i think, and i spotted a massive AMERICAN FLAG FLYING over the pavement i thought great,so i pulled up out side ,and being right hand drive,and my wife was in the passenger seat,i could her loud shouting, as i got round the front of the DAF 95[twin steer] there were these two men shouting like F…K at my wife ,they had long flowing gabardine rain coats on,normal ENGLISHMAN I FLEW shouting in ENGLISH choice words [I WAS GOOD AT THAT WE ALL WERE ] and they stopped looked at me and were bewildered ,after a minute or less or they shouted was MOVE .MOVE MOVE, so I said thank you again in pure ENGLISH GOT IN THE CAB and i was now wound up and my wife was speechless.she ■■■■ her-self [not literally],i smoked heavy back then ,we both did ,i think i ate one ,however i am sure i got hold of a taxi and after several turns following different /taxi/cars different ,i rolled up out side a large building ,white walls around and i could tell by the chimneys it was a cold store there were holes in the road like cavans,to this day i have never told anyone,why it was part of the job,also i had nothing to give the last taxi man but ■■■■ he seemed ok,if ant of you promotor men have any idea where i was ,and was that the same place mick mentions,where you could eat a meal also was i any where near “the national”, it did not end there.thanks sorry i know its your thread but you men maybe can ,after all theses years tell me where i was/were .tks pdb

Sorry i made a mistake in the year it was between 1993/4ish

Interesting little anecdote there peggydeckboy. Sounds as if you had some fun in Belgrade. Although I was there many times I’m sure Micky T will have known his way round that town far better than I. The only time I was under the “Stars and Stripes” was when I was at the American Club eating the biggest T bone steak I have ever seen.

There was no limit on the distance you lived from the depot. George lived south of Exeter others less far away but no one said you had to live nearby. As for the National. It was on the right amongst trees on the main autoput just as you got to Belgrade. There was a small filling station nearby as well. It was possibly just past where the ring road now starts but I’ve not googled it to see.

Please feel free to add any stories you have of your trips here on this blog. All are very welcome.

peggydeckboy:
Sorry i made a mistake in the year it was between 1993/4ish

Bloody hell PDB, you did well to get to Belgrade at that time as they were right in the middle of fighting the Balkans war! I managed to get to Belgrade in April 1993 and that took several days of negotiations to get across the border. Having said that, I saw some Greek registered fridge trucks in Banja Luka early 1993 and that was a Serb held territory in Northern Bosnia. Couldn’t work out how they had got there as there was a trade embargo against the Serbs at the time.

Hi Bullitt ,to be honest i was guessing the year even my wife cannot remember the exact year -and the war was not on defo,as back then i t was all yugoslavia .i worked for two fridge companies and did yugoslavia for both before and after the war i never kept any records at all…AS for knowing where i was and going and what direction i had no idea however it is 100%true.

Sandway your comment earlier about the stars and strips[previous posts]brought back my recollection of that trip .there is more to the story ,i went to greece on TFORMS and a BLUE BOOK… also company headed printed c.m.rs I had never been north of athens before ,so ,yes it was new ground for me [on your jack].i expect that is why we did the job.

ONCE inside the cold store ,thank god there were two lorries one dane and a dutch man, fridges roaring away so i new they were loaded ,after finding a office, i went in with my cmr and their sat at a typewriter are two men, i could tell by their clothes they were drivers [at this time i had not a lot of experance on european]so this was like ,jesus do you have to to our paper-work as they were typing out their own “carnets” ,to be honest i had never used one,as you know they spoke ENGLISH and i told them one i was here to load and two i did not have one of those .
are you loading for DENMARK they said,god knows i replied i did not have any instructions what so ever no numbers ,nothing.

A man came in the office and looked at my cmr then said something i assume was GERMAN/yugo.so now the other two had left and it was going to be tomorrow so we slept in the compound[i was a self-caterer]i had no idea what or where i was loading to and i did not get any sence from the office chap,i asked to use the phone and he give me,and it was useless.so i got some paper and drew a map-ish[as no doubt most of us can do ]of england and europe and drew a circle over the uk … he knew all ready but he was not telling me. eventually i was backed on to a loading bay and it was hand-ball loaded ,after about 4/5hours told to pull off i had no idea how heavy it was how many sacks ,i had no idea but it was FROZEN SWEET-CORN.
the rest was normal stuff a girl came in and typed a T1out for AUSTRIA A cmr was raised,it looked like 21,000kilos,well overweight,fridge -21it was well frozen i remember as it was soon down to temperature[a first] ,

Once out the cold store the ruts in the roads were horrendous[ i said early i was in a 95 twinsteer daf]i think that was wrong it was a daf but a 36.i tuly do not remember i drove so many different on different firms the old memory does not recall…

The crux of this story is once i got to the AUSTRIAN BOARDER like a prat i did not go to a agent ,why ,because inexperience i did not know ,so i tried to do the customs myself you all know what i mean of course i was now subject to ridicule but did not know it,and no one said [the main problem was i needed another transit TFORM ] I DID NOT KNOW,also they made out by pointing on the cmr that they did not know what the cargo was,now i do go on but remembering [sweet-corn]in english ,it was written down in yugoslav,[and they new]but they were making me squirm by gesturing for me to go back to Belgrade…

I learned a valuable lesson[ take a sample of the goods you had in the trailers]if food. i dare not break the seal on the doors to get some sweetcorn out… eventually if i am correct ,the agents offices were like little wooden sheds and no one want to know untill i think it might have been frans-mass eventually after about a few hours NEW PAPERSi think another transit t form i got out enroute ZEEBRUGGE .i know it was a long time ago but i learned more on that trip, in fact it set me up because i knew i could do the job, hahah, well ,to have many many more ■■■■ ups some self inflicted, believe me if any one could tie yourself up in knots it was a european driver,inexperienced…as you most know we were /are a dying breed i and i did not do what half the chaps did …i will no longer use your space thanks dpb

Great stuff peggydeckboy. You can post whatever you like whenever you like. I also have a story of a TIR Carnet, made out by myself, but that is another tale still to be told of the most interesting trip I ever did.

Im THINKING it was maybe a T2L TRANSIT TFORM because they are not in the EEC.This has got me thinking ,then i think why,who cares that was only the start of my driving 22years in europe and learned something new every day.it was never smooth running in the then only eec counties as you all know dbp.

This is a picture of negotiating the overhang, on the road back from the copper mine to Belgrade. As I said in “Trucking Magic”, I had gone there to deliver a consignment of cleaning equipment and cleaning fluid, for the medals that they made for the 84 Winter Olympics in Sarajevo. Why they were making the medals there I do not know. Unless of course they made them out of copper and then painted them to look like gold, silver and bronze.
As far as I remember, I took the last load of five to the mine. I cannot remember who took the other four.
I had cleared the goods in Belgrade Central Customs, dropped off groupage and then run to the mine.
Having messed around with the overhang I wished that the medal equipment had come off in Belgrade as well. :smiley: