oiltreader:
Now then for REAL lorry drivers a sight and sound to behold, two stick gear changing, the truck mentioned is a FNM D11000. An Brasilian Licence Build of Alfa-Romeo. youtube.com/watch?v=bEaee1eJU4c
Oily
Another video on the 2 stick FNM, for tare or load weighing, probably a different pilot youtube.com/watch?v=FU8DK4rbD7o
Oily
Proper motor - proper driver.
Bernard
Indeed, it brings back memories although in my Mack the gear levers were side by side so instead of that cute trick with the elbow there were some double changes that could be done with one spread hand.
But I love the little upward flourish of his hand each time he moves a lever forward.
love the little upward flourish of his hand
A conductor and his baton Spardo
Oily
Thanks to malc step, robthedog and Buzzer for the pics
Hi Buzzer I’ve never heard of Simey, Hemphill yes, wonder what happened to them, mostly tankers. A few Simey pics here public.fotki.com/Scottishtruckp … inter.html
Oily
oiltreader:
Thanks to malc step, robthedog and Buzzer for the pics
Hi Buzzer I’ve never heard of Simey, Hemphill yes, wonder what happened to them, mostly tankers. A few Simey pics here public.fotki.com/Scottishtruckp … inter.html
Oily
Hemphill’s morphed into P&O. Their old yard in the east end of Glasgow is now part of the M74.
An Austin bread van of Harveys Bakery, Lower Ince, Wigan. Harveys became part of
British Bakeries/Mothers Pride at their large bakery at Cale Lane, New Springs, Wigan.
Ray Smyth:
An Austin bread van of Harveys Bakery, Lower Ince, Wigan. Harveys became part of
British Bakeries/Mothers Pride at their large bakery at Cale Lane, New Springs, Wigan.
The only driving test I’ve ever had was with one of those little Austins. 15 minutes after passing (1st time ) I’d run the poor little thing straight into a wall. It was February, I was young, and I couldn’t even spell ‘black ice’, I certainly didn’t know what it was, but I found out the hard way.
No HGV licences in those days.
Ray Smyth:
An Austin bread van of Harveys Bakery, Lower Ince, Wigan. Harveys became part of
British Bakeries/Mothers Pride at their large bakery at Cale Lane, New Springs, Wigan.
The only driving test I’ve ever had was with one of those little Austins. 15 minutes after passing (1st time ) I’d run the poor little thing straight into a wall. It was February, I was young, and I couldn’t even spell ‘black ice’, I certainly didn’t know what it was, but I found out the hard way.
No HGV licences in those days.
At your age the license was probably carved in a stone tablet ! anon
And what a fabulous Cresta estate! Not factory built but a Friary conversion, rare (and pricey) in their day and probably extremely rare today. I wish I had that one today.
oiltreader:
Thanks to malc step, robthedog and Buzzer for the pics
Hi Buzzer I’ve never heard of Simey, Hemphill yes, wonder what happened to them, mostly tankers. A few Simey pics here public.fotki.com/Scottishtruckp … inter.html
Oily
Hemphill’s morphed into P&O. Their old yard in the east end of Glasgow is now part of the M74.
That’s my Dad in the Kinneills ERF
It was the first “A” Series ERF in Scotland to be fitted with the 8LXB 240 Gardner
It was on display at the 1972 Scottish Motor Show at Kelvin Hall
It’s pictured in Stirlands of Nottingham yard Willow Road Lenton Nottingham
My Dad was Nottingham based with Kinneils
I have many happy memories as a kid riding in that
It was a flyer she’d do 74 flat out
Ray Smyth:
An Austin bread van of Harveys Bakery, Lower Ince, Wigan. Harveys became part of
British Bakeries/Mothers Pride at their large bakery at Cale Lane, New Springs, Wigan.
The only driving test I’ve ever had was with one of those little Austins. 15 minutes after passing (1st time ) I’d run the poor little thing straight into a wall. It was February, I was young, and I couldn’t even spell ‘black ice’, I certainly didn’t know what it was, but I found out the hard way.
No HGV licences in those days.
At your age the license was probably carved in a stone tablet ! anon
Thank you for your contribution…
Edit:-…1958 ish, van lad at Harrisons of Dewsbury, the start of a happy working life on the road.
) I’d run the poor little thing straight into a wall. It was February, I was young, and I couldn’t even spell ‘black ice’, I certainly didn’t know what it was, but I found out the hard way. 
