Friday’s lot, Buzzer
Top pic is of the Late John Hartle who was killed racing at Olivers Mount, Scarborough. We used to service the Quick Turnover (later QTR transport) TK Bedford owned by Peter White, it replaced an Austin FJK 100 five tonner.
Pete.
windrush:
Top pic is of the Late John Hartle who was killed racing at Olivers Mount, Scarborough. We used to service the Quick Turnover (later QTR transport) TK Bedford owned by Peter White, it replaced an Austin FJK 100 five tonner.Pete.
Hi Pete, myself & Peter White followed the same passion of carriage driving so I knew him quite well, his trucks also loaded out of our warehouse on occasions this when he took over a transport company in Basingstoke who’s name eludes me, in the end he sold up and told me it was the best thing he had done for a stress free lifestyle, Buzzer
Thanks to Buzze7r and Froggy55 for the photos 
and the craic’s going well
Oily
Snapped on the Donny bypass credit to Richard Says for the photo.
The picture of the Bowker Guy driving over Archway is very memory tingling. How many times have many of us oldies climbed and descended that road? Later there was a giant gyratory system at the bottom and the southbound exit funnelled into a narrower road. As I crawled in heavy traffic one day on my way to Italy I was halted by the blocking action of an irate woman in a car who accused me of trying to leave the scene of an accident. Turned out a male car driver had tried to gain advantage by undertaking me but who misjudged the approaching narrows and had had the terrifying experience of having giant wheels next to his shoulder crushing his door and front wing. He sat there, white and trembling. I did all I could with others to help him, uninjured, out in face of the wild accusations of the woman who stopped me. Fortunatelly the driver of the lorry following me saw everything and, despite all the exchanges of details etc., no more was heard by me of this incident.
For different reasons the picture of the Sammy Anderson trio sparks memories too. Often seen on the road I also remember a documentary on the telly where a reporter travelled with an anonymous Anderson driver from Scotland to Birmingham, and back. Despite condemning the journey he could not stop the admiration in his voice of the extreme fatigue resistance of the driver. Of course, the reporter himself, had not been awake to experience the whole journey. 
Spardo:
For different reasons the picture of the Sammy Anderson trio sparks memories too. Often seen on the road I also remember a documentary on the telly where a reporter travelled with an anonymous Anderson driver from Scotland to Birmingham, and back. Despite condemning the journey he could not stop the admiration in his voice of the extreme fatigue resistance of the driver. Of course, the reporter himself, had not been awake to experience the whole journey.
The journalist was lucky that he only done a local with the Anderson driver.
Buzzer:
Sunny Saturday, Buzzer
A right memory jerker you are, Buzzer. This time it is the Austin Cambridge pick-up. In my final year at school, 1958, The Physics and Rugby master, Steven Pulford, a favourite but with the chin of Desperate Dan but for some reason was known as Jake, announced in his position as Scoutmaster of the school troop, that there was to be an expedition to the Arctic Circle in Norway. I was a former scout but he was struggling with the numbers so I became a temporary one again. He had a tilt made for his Cambridge and, with 4 on benches in the back and 2 in the cab with him, off we went with all the camping equipment on the floor via the NE to Stavangar with Olsen’s (is that still operating?) and thence all the way up the west coast over the Circle to Bodo and back to Oslo before heading west again for home.
With many adventures both romantic ( 
) and dangerous (side slipping off a dirt road and being pulled back up by the grader we were trying to pass, and me waking up on a 2nd story window ledge after sleep walking in the Oslo YMCA 
), I still reckon it was the best holiday I ever had, but still can hardly believe how 7 of us did all those miles with our gear in that little motor. 
BTW, if anyone is journeying that way, could you please have a quick look around the plinth that marks the Circle and see if you can find the lens of my Brownie 127 which popped out at that spot.
dave docwra:
Spardo:
For different reasons the picture of the Sammy Anderson trio sparks memories too. Often seen on the road I also remember a documentary on the telly where a reporter travelled with an anonymous Anderson driver from Scotland to Birmingham, and back. Despite condemning the journey he could not stop the admiration in his voice of the extreme fatigue resistance of the driver. Of course, the reporter himself, had not been awake to experience the whole journey.The journalist was lucky that he only done a local with the Anderson driver.
Just a shunter then?
‘Buzzer’ again,
WHAT AN UGLY MOTOR
But functional. reminds me of a Netflix film we saw the other night an American delivery man played by Kieffer Sutherland who had a box like effort with sliding doors and the bonnet of what looked like an Austin Gyspsy and, RHD. Perfect for alighting from the ever open door straight onto the pavement. Did anybody see it, and was it an imported and modified Gypsy? 
Spardo:
‘Buzzer’ again,WHAT AN UGLY MOTOR
But functional. reminds me of a Netflix film we saw the other night an American delivery man played by Kieffer Sutherland who had a box like effort with sliding doors and the bonnet of what looked like an Austin Gyspsy and, RHD. Perfect for alighting from the ever open door straight onto the pavement. Did anybody see it, and was it an imported and modified Gypsy?
A right memory jerker you are, Spardo.
Are there any lads left who still remember the Bundas Post auctions in Monchengladbach or was it Dusseldorf.
Der Bundas Post or the West German Post Office used to hold an auction every now and again of all their old vehicles, back in the 1960’s/70’s. They were mainly Volkswagen Beetles and Volkswagen Combi panel vans, some of which were right hand drive vehicles. The reason being was so that the driver/ postman could step straight onto the pavement when he was getting out of the vehicle. Could it be that it was Der Germans who invented Heath and Safety.
Because they were right hand drive they were sold off dirt cheap which attracted many of the British servicemen who were serving in the British Army of the Rhine and R.A.F. Germany.
The only trouble was they were all painted bright yellow and had a picture of a Bugle painted on the doors.
mushroomman:
Spardo:
‘Buzzer’ again,WHAT AN UGLY MOTOR
But functional. reminds me of a Netflix film we saw the other night an American delivery man played by Kieffer Sutherland who had a box like effort with sliding doors and the bonnet of what looked like an Austin Gyspsy and, RHD. Perfect for alighting from the ever open door straight onto the pavement. Did anybody see it, and was it an imported and modified Gypsy?
A right memory jerker you are, Spardo.
Are there any lads left who still remember the Bundas Post auctions in Monchengladbach or was it Dusseldorf.
Der Bundas Post or the West German Post Office used to hold an auction every now and again of all their old vehicles, back in the 1960’s/70’s. They were mainly Volkswagen Beetles and Volkswagen Combi panel vans, some of which were right hand drive vehicles. The reason being was so that the driver/ postman could step straight onto the pavement when he was getting out of the vehicle. Could it be that it was Der Germans who invented Heath and Safety.
Because they were right hand drive they were sold off dirt cheap which attracted many of the British servicemen who were serving in the British Army of the Rhine and R.A.F. Germany.
The only trouble was they were all painted bright yellow and had a picture of a Bugle painted on the doors.
Something like these, Buzzer
Buzzer:
mushroomman:
Spardo:
‘Buzzer’ again,WHAT AN UGLY MOTOR
But functional. reminds me of a Netflix film we saw the other night an American delivery man played by Kieffer Sutherland who had a box like effort with sliding doors and the bonnet of what looked like an Austin Gyspsy and, RHD. Perfect for alighting from the ever open door straight onto the pavement. Did anybody see it, and was it an imported and modified Gypsy?
A right memory jerker you are, Spardo.
Are there any lads left who still remember the Bundas Post auctions in Monchengladbach or was it Dusseldorf.
Der Bundas Post or the West German Post Office used to hold an auction every now and again of all their old vehicles, back in the 1960’s/70’s. They were mainly Volkswagen Beetles and Volkswagen Combi panel vans, some of which were right hand drive vehicles. The reason being was so that the driver/ postman could step straight onto the pavement when he was getting out of the vehicle. Could it be that it was Der Germans who invented Heath and Safety.
Because they were right hand drive they were sold off dirt cheap which attracted many of the British servicemen who were serving in the British Army of the Rhine and R.A.F. Germany.
The only trouble was they were all painted bright yellow and had a picture of a Bugle painted on the doors.Something like these, Buzzer
They’re lovely, just like real custard. yummy.
That looks like the driving school Buzzer. They were more like this although this one is a left hand drive.
mushroomman:
That looks like the driving school Buzzer. They were more like this although this one is a left hand drive.0
Parked on an appropriately named street too!
Spardo:
The picture of the Bowker Guy driving over Archway is very memory tingling. How many times have many of us oldies climbed and descended that road? Later there was a giant gyratory system at the bottom and the southbound exit funnelled into a narrower road. As I crawled in heavy traffic one day on my way to Italy I was halted by the blocking action of an irate woman in a car who accused me of trying to leave the scene of an accident. Turned out a male car driver had tried to gain advantage by undertaking me but who misjudged the approaching narrows and had had the terrifying experience of having giant wheels next to his shoulder crushing his door and front wing. He sat there, white and trembling. I did all I could with others to help him, uninjured, out in face of the wild accusations of the woman who stopped me. Fortunatelly the driver of the lorry following me saw everything and, despite all the exchanges of details etc., no more was heard by me of this incident.For different reasons the picture of the Sammy Anderson trio sparks memories too. Often seen on the road I also remember a documentary on the telly where a reporter travelled with an anonymous Anderson driver from Scotland to Birmingham, and back. Despite condemning the journey he could not stop the admiration in his voice of the extreme fatigue resistance of the driver. Of course, the reporter himself, had not been awake to experience the whole journey.
I remember that program Spardo. For some reason 26 hours sticks in my mind, whether that referred to driving hours or duty and driving combined i cannot say. I think the reporter was named Miles Stovoe ?, or something similar.!
Think the Anderson documentary was called “the limits of the law” but I’m stumped if i can find it on YouTube.
Steve
vwvanman0:
Think the Anderson documentary was called “the limits of the law” but I’m stumped if i can find it on YouTube.Steve
I think the driver was called Tommy Sneddon,leaving Newhouse for Birmingham area with a Scania 110,tipping and reloading and home without statutory breaks,just the odd doze over the wheel. McKelvies also took part,showing their lads doing Paisley - Newton le Willows and return on nights in various times,some of em way over spreadover time.They also did Paisley-Southampton in one shift and the BRS competitor ran out of time somewhere in Oxon or maybe Berks,can’t remember for certain.
Chris Webb:
vwvanman0:
Think the Anderson documentary was called “the limits of the law” but I’m stumped if i can find it on YouTube.Steve
I think the driver was called Tommy Sneddon,leaving Newhouse for Birmingham area with a Scania 110,tipping and reloading and home without statutory breaks,just the odd doze over the wheel. McKelvies also took part,showing their lads doing Paisley - Newton le Willows and return on nights in various times,some of em way over spreadover time.They also did Paisley-Southampton in one shift and the BRS competitor ran out of time somewhere in Oxon or maybe Berks,can’t remember for certain.
Ha ha, the ‘good’ old days eh? This was all pre motorways, maybe part of the M6 was available, but tight even now and that without tipping and reloading. I worked for a time with Ilkeston Haulage, who were well known (not that anyone got done while I was there) for day and nighting. Even my Dad, I was young and living still at home then, noticed my coming and going times and had a quiet word with me about it, and he had nothing to do with transport apart from holiday driving for a friend in his pre war uni days in Southampton.
My steed was a Highwayman, flat out at 38 mph, and the police actually moved us on if they saw us kipping, didn’t want whisky being nicked on their patch. No tachos of course, not even log books, just schedules designed and printed off in the office of which we carried multiples, changing sheets as we passed from one limit to the other. The hardest job was not staying awake but trying to keep track of which sheet to hand out to any ministry man or copper who decided to take an interest. Nobody ever did to my knowledge and the only ‘danger’ to this way of operating was ministry ‘silent checks’. Hiding out of sight and noting reg numbers, times and places. There was no way you could cover that if there was a later check on records as you didn’t know when and where the check was made.
Can’t remember how long I did it, but I do know I was glad to be out of it when I was.