So I was driving up the A1 today near Leeming Bar and and saw something I’ve never seen before. As the title says it was a tipper trailer with an attached moffett on the back.
I know I’m a newbie to this and have a lot to learn but this one had me stumped as to the reason for it. Seriously can’t fathom a why those two would be together.
Also… No car lanes!.. Never knew these were a thing until I got to Sunderland. I know, these are probably common all over the country but I never got about much until now. Only ever got to Leeds, Bradford and Sheffield areas in my last job, maybe my blinkers were on too tight.
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possibly off to a farm to collect a dead cow ect.
We have them. They’re used to tip dolavs of offal and other assorted blood and guts into the bulker.
Some places don’t have forklifts so we bring our own.
No car lanes are brilliant. The first time you encounter one you’re frantically scanning the signs wondering “can I, can I?” When you do its with immense smugness that you repass all the cars who previously beat you away from the lights before carving in front of you. Happy days.
There was a picture on here of what’s in the body ,may be someone can repost ? 
Guildford has a truck and bus lane.
Well… That put me straight. Not surprising that I never did and never would have come up with that explanation though.
Thanks, now I’m glad I blazed past him before the likely stench I imagine would come off of such a load got into my cab.
Maoster - exactly my thoughts. Didn’t go in the first one thinking it must be a bus lane then reread the signs at the next one. Happy days indeed!
Punchy Dan:
There was a picture on here of what’s in the body ,may be someone can repost ?
Here you are Dan [emoji12]
A dead cow or bloater, left in the field for a while, will build up toxic gas inside, if you pop the skin, the cow will explode.As you can imagine the smell will make a seasoned an ex SAS man , puke like a Billy goat .
Punchy Dan:
There was a picture on here of what’s in the body ,may be someone can repost ?
Ugh I just scrolled onto that whilst eating a beef wrap.
At least there’s not a cow with its legs stuck in the air onboard [emoji54][emoji54][emoji54]
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Wheel Nut:
Punchy Dan:
There was a picture on here of what’s in the body ,may be someone can repost ?
Here you are Dan [emoji12]
For anyone who has ever wondered what doner meat is made from… 
I worked in a Donner shop, it’s true, that big lump of meat with the heat lamps, which they shave off the meat is made of pigs tails, ears, skin, hooves, testicles, I then had to mash it all up in a masher machine.
Other animals are used.
toby1234abc:
I worked in a Donner shop, it’s true, that big lump of meat with the heat lamps, which they shave off the meat is made of pigs tails, ears, skin, hooves, testicles, I then had to mash it all up in a masher machine.
Other animals are used.
Now that’s not quite true. That’s exactly the stuff my company takes away to be made into bone meal which eventually produces electricity for our homes.
scottie0011:
At least there’s not a cow with its legs stuck in the air onboard [emoji54][emoji54][emoji54]
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This is a regular occurrence for us . If there’s nobody there to cut it off you’re climbing along the top of them to pull the sheet over.
harrawaffa:
toby1234abc:
I worked in a Donner shop, it’s true, that big lump of meat with the heat lamps, which they shave off the meat is made of pigs tails, ears, skin, hooves, testicles, I then had to mash it all up in a masher machine.
Other animals are used.
Not that’s not quite true. That’s exactly the stuff my company takes away to be made into bone meal which eventually produces electricity for our homes.
What Toby wrote about is how the situation in Tobyworld works, …
… so, as you have observed, reality is quite different for those of us who don’t live there . 
A couple of yrs ago I had a job to crane a blowted beast out of the derwent for a farmer ,I was dreading it exploding 
scottie0011:
At least there’s not a cow with its legs stuck in the air onboard [emoji54][emoji54][emoji54]
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Find the cow story someone, quick!!!
Wheel Nut:
scottie0011:
At least there’s not a cow with its legs stuck in the air onboard [emoji54][emoji54][emoji54]
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Find the cow story someone, quick!!!
Ask and you shall receive lol
kr79:
Back in 2003 I was driving a artic bulker on landfill work for a south London skip firm as well as our own rubbish we did a bit out of other skip yards and council transfer stations.
One firm we pulled out of was a dodgy rough as hell half caravan living people outfit who had a couple of old stables in the yard with a a couple of scaby sorry looking donkeys in there. One Thursday afternoon I went in there and one of the donkeys had keeled over and there was already a few flys buzzing round.
The Guvnor wasn’t paying for the pet cemetery and came over and said alright if we put it on you. I said no way you can’t send it down a landfill site so without blinking he pulled out a wad of cash that could have choked a donkey rolled of a 50 and said are you sure. The colour of money clouded my judgement so I took the 50 and said ok but don’t take the ■■■■ with it. I pop down to the cafe come back and it’s loaded so I Pulled on to the weighbridge all ok so I just shut the easy sheet went back to the yard to park up.
Next morning I got in started the truck and instead of hearing a v8 scania fire up I got the ominous click of a knackerd starter motor and ended up in a spare lorry.
No work Saturday so it was Monday by the time muffin the mule was making his final voyage. 4-30 am I’m in the yard and I’m away down the old Kent road over blackheath down the a2 and off to the dartford tunnel. I got to the barrier and the attendant said your overheight. This wasn’t a surprise as my trailer was 15 ft 6 and often something sticking ip would set the sensors off. So I said il go for the right hand tunnel she said no your to high for it pull in to the tanker bay and sort it out.
I pulled in to the bay climbed up to se the now rotting donkey rolled half on it’s back and two rigimorticed legs sticking well up in the air. I opened the easy sheet and tried pushing this stinking thing back on it’s side but it just kept rolling back over. I grabed one of the legs and tried bending it but it was solid as a oak tree.
By this time I was covered in sweat and flys and heard another truck pull up I looked down to see Tony a guy I worked with he climbed up and just said what the [zb]. Now there was two of us trying to roll the dead donkey and bend it’s legs with little sucsess.
He said il be back in a second and returned with a big hacksaw and handed it to me and just said crack on son. My face droped and I said what am I going to do withthat and he replied cut it’s [zb] legs off son. I said I can’t he said I ain’t and have you got a better idea so I set to cutting thrrough the rotting flesh and bone. I was heaving at the blood and maggots going every where but eventualt cut far enough to bend them over. I came down covered in blood with a swarm of flys round me and went through the tunnel and to the landfill at averley.
I tipped it out and the fixer driver jumped out of his d8 saying you can’t tip that here and I had to give him 20 quid to keep his mouth shut.