Maybe not a haulage company , but ■■■■■■■ Fire and Rescue Service own this impressive M.A.N. 6 x 6 for carrying mobile incident H.Q.
control units.
Now wouldn`t “Muckaway” enjoy a charge around a hilly and muddy landscape driving this beast ?
Rikki Donnan would ring up and ask you to put a wagon on Whitehaven dock at midnight to load herring, you might be lucky and get loaded by 5am and he would expect you in Hull or Fraserburgh by 8am this was back in 1965. He sat in his office on The Sugar Tongue with a bottle of Irish whisky and all the Irish trawler skippers from Kilkeel who had brought in catches when the herring season was off Whitehaven.
Good job there were no Tachographs in those days.
Cheers, Leyland 600.
For CWM, an MAN fitter told me that they used to love driving those MANs because they were not speed
limited and could pass anything but because of that they had to be fitted with speed limiters which are
automatically disconnected when the blue lights are on. Might be true.
For CWM, an MAN fitter told me that they used to love driving those MANs because they were not speed
limited and could pass anything but because of that they had to be fitted with speed limiters which are
automatically disconnected when the blue lights are on. Might be true.
Hi “Truckfing” ,
Thanks for the extra piece of information about the M.A.N. Hence the expression : Keep em lit` !!
Now , what`s the betting on “Muckaway” being even more keen to get behind the steering wheel of this beast ?
It could be his third job in this (already short) year.
dew:
Sorry not really on topic, but I assume we’ll all join in a round of Happy Birthday for our very own favorite son, ■■■■■■■■ Gill?
Anyone?
Aye ,…I reckon we should wish the “Waverton One” a HAPPY BIRTHDAY . Have a Reet Gud Time , Marra .
By the way ,…how old is he now ?
He said he was 19 , and driving a Fiat Punto,… but “D.T.R.” told me last week that “■■■■■■■■ Gill” was only 16 .
Cheers , cattle wagon man.
Puntos have a set of pedals don’t they? so our Marra would be OK driving one Anyhow,here’s wishing you a very Happy Birthday “CG”,and many of 'em,you have a long way to go to catch some of us up and Oh! I wish I was your age again and know what I know now Cheers Bewick.
Hi Bewick, In this months Heritage Commercial magazine there is an article submitted by Bill (Shorty) Davidson who now lives in Australia. Shorty describes a typical few days working for Jazzer back in the 1960s driving a Commer two stroke. His article will look a bit far fetched in the eyes of todays drivers but I can assure you that every word would be true. He describes waiting at BRS Howgate for a load, then detailed to load at Marchon for Gladstone Dock then home to Keswick, supper wash shave bed until midnight then doon the road and into the dock queue. Waiting there patiently until Patty (Bill Pattinson ) from Plumland pulled up alongside with an identical load of drums. Patty instructs him to pull out of dock queue and follow him into the shed much to the annoyance of other drivers where Patty slips the quay forman a 10 bob note and all is well ensuring a quick tip. A stunt pulled by RWB & AHB many times. He goes on describing dockers tactics and back loading etc but in all honesty having been part of that scene myself it should be recorded as a social history of road haulage in West ■■■■■■■■■■ 50 years ago.
Cheers, Leyland 600.
Very interesting info there L600,it just reinforces my opinion that W. ■■■■■■■■ hauliers of the era you talk about were a bunch of “cowboys” and at least you had the good sense to “bail out” of that den of pirates Seriously,what you describe was exactly how the job had to be done when you were loaded for a dock,especially L’pool.I recall a similar situation I was faced with at Liverpool in my early days,I’d tipped the main part of my load of paper at one dock and had a small case for another dock where the queue was a mile long! Along comes one of Jarvis Robinsons horse lorries,clip clop clip clop, right down the side of the queue heading for the shed,so I asks the horseman if he’d take this l’al case,for the price of a couple of pints of course,“certainly lar” so he spins his rig around and pulls along side the D1000 and I slide the case across,he scrawls on my notes,job done and he’s off to the front of the queue !! With regards to midnight flyers,this was a regular feature in days gone by only I had a couple of hours start on my Marras from W.■■■■■■■ But in the days of log sheets and pencils the world was your “oyster” so to speak 18hour days were normal and occaisionally a lot more hours when one day sometimes blended into the next,and you were literally asleep on your feet,nothing to be proud of I suppose by to-days PC standards but they sure were enjoyable times as far as I was concerned Cheers Bewick.
The stories about the slow-moving queues caused by the even-slower dockers at Liverpool reminded me of an amusing
answer given to a dock gate foreman by one of Sedbergh hauliers Coward Bros.
Tommy Packham was a good driver and worker , and regularly collected provender for Lunesdale Farmersdepot at Sedbergh. He knew how totalk` his way towards the front of a long waiting line of empty wagons . Tommy was a small chap , and not the
neatest of dressers , but nevertheless got on with his job. He had a good sense of humour too.
One morning there was the usual waiting queue , and Tommy had to sit it out because there was a new dock gate foreman directing the drivers.
When Tommy reached the front of the queue , the foreman looked at the unshaven Tommy , checked the name on the cab door , and said ;
“Are there no bldy razor blades in Sedbergh ?"
Without any hesitation, Tommy replied ; " Aye , there is , and I had a shave this morning ! Ive grown these whiskers while Ive been waiting in this bldy queue !”
The dock gate foreman said nowt further , gave Tommy an annoyed look , and waved him through.
Aye Bewick all very true, those of us of a certain age have all been there and got the Tee Shirt as they say, but they hadn’t been invented then. There was another Johnston brother who operated independantly called Hector better known as “The Guvnor” he had an LV cabbed ERF artic with a Gardner 5LW. Hector loved the dockers he would call them all the names he could think of and a few more they had never heard and some how he always managed to get tipped. I certainly liked to be in his company on the docks or in digs always good for a laugh and very popular amongst the West ■■■■■■■■■■ cowboys especially those of us running through BRS.
Cheers Leyland 600.