Out in Indonesia mobilizing out of the port of Balikpapan and one of the local lorries bringing supplies to vessel.
Buzzer:
Another Volvo which belonged to a contributor on this thread, Buzzer.
Shropshire reg ,possibly ex D N Morgan Craven Arms ? thank you Trevor
Buzzer:
One from the land of Ma Kranky, Buzzer
Mr Malcolm on the left.
Oily
Thanks to Buzzer and DEANB for the pics
Malcolm show trucks, all credit to Peter Schöler for the photos.
Oily
Very pretty, but the expression Tarts’ Boudoirs comes to mind.
That’s more like it, doing a job of work.
Spardo:
Very pretty, but the expression Tarts’ Boudoirs comes to mind.![]()
“Tarts’ Boudoirs” come on Spardo share your experience
Oily
oiltreader:
Spardo:
Very pretty, but the expression Tarts’ Boudoirs comes to mind.![]()
“Tarts’ Boudoirs” come on Spardo share your experience
Oily
Never been in one looking like those.
When my wife and I were much younger, she, an ex-professional dancer, had the most crackingly beautiful legs I had ever seen and others too judging by the admiring glances. But we used to jive and she would wear a flared skirt. Yes I revelled in the drooling gazes of the massed male onlookers but I never got to see the full benefit myself, because we only danced with each other.
A bit like all those flashy motors, nice to see all the admiring glances but never getting the full experience of seeing it drive by.
Because if I had one, no-one else would drive it but me.
Buzzer:
Couple more Volvo’s and a bit of how it used to be for me as a child, Buzzer.
Me too. My father told me that he had to address his father as “Sir”, happily I did not call my father anything but Dad or, latterly, Pop. I did not know my Grandfathers (thanks WW2) but I knew my maternal Great Grandfather. A lovely man but everything was so formal. Meal times etc… I never saw him without a suit and tie and had to address him as “Sir”…
Dipster:
Buzzer:
Couple more Volvo’s and a bit of how it used to be for me as a child, Buzzer.Me too. My father told me that he had to address his father as “Sir”, happily I did not call my father anything but Dad or, latterly, Pop. I did not know my Grandfathers (thanks WW2) but I knew my maternal Great Grandfather. A lovely man but everything was so formal. Meal times etc… I never saw him without a suit and tie and had to address him as “Sir”…
No ‘sirs’ for me, but when I wanted to leave the table I had to say ‘may I get down please?’
Other rules were
1.Don’t speak with your mouth full.
2.Don’t drink while you are eating.
3. No elbows on the table.
4. Don’t hold your knife like a pen.
5. Don’t hold a spoon in the full palm hold so that the elbow is forced forwards. (Still agree with that, otherwise it seems so awkward to me, but lots of people do it.)
Coincidentally, Fran and I were reminiscing in similar vein only yesterday, because I regularly break the first 3 rules nowadays. Especially number 2, although it is only water now, to my mind half the pleasure of food and wine is mixing the two.
Spardo:
When my wife and I were much younger, she, an ex-professional dancer, had the most crackingly beautiful legs I had ever seen and others too judging by the admiring glances. But we used to jive and she would wear a flared skirt. Yes I revelled in the drooling gazes of the massed male onlookers but I never got to see the full benefit myself, because we only danced with each other.A bit like all those flashy motors, nice to see all the admiring glances but never getting the full experience of seeing it drive by.
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Because if I had one, no-one else would drive it but me.
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Never liked the look of those bling bling machines, the latest hip thing to do among those who do like it seems to be to fit an old style sort of steering wheel, preferably in white. I do wonder if that is even legal, as a lot of functions are now integrated in the steering wheel, along with the airbag.
For me it’s just a tool, nothing more nothing less, and I do look after it and keep it clean, but that’s as far as it goes.
I quite like the look of Punch Dan’s Foden, proper work horse IMHO
oiltreader:
No bling on the working Malcolm motors.
Oily
Aye, doesn’t that look much better than those show trucks…?
A couple thanks to Richard Says. The Malcolm Volvo photos I’ve come across have the twin air horns so a wee exception.
Oily