Heh, no worries, I just found it amusing seeing a shot I took years ago appear at random. BTW I saw that old Merc (2238 I think) again a couple of years ago. And in case you were wondering no, that’s not my HSV R8 Clubsport in the background 
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Which then became the 2100/ 2300/ 2500 range. Other than some minor updates it’s basically the same cab.
Something for Rowena:
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@parkroyal2100 That looks like a Blue Circle Cement Kenworth.
That’s the one Butterfields were Shipley or Baildon on Otley Rd
that’s a decent load of wool, it would make the DAF gasp and cough a bit.
You will have done a bit of that in your time GOM .That will have been loaded with a fork lift
Are you from Cornwall Buzzer? We had a regular job down to Redruth from Bradford taking cut glass to a company called Austin … cant remember their second name but they were next door to Gingsters
Butterfields, Shipley, they built good quality tanks for the fuel industry.
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William Elvy’s Commer looks like a load of feathers.
I would have thought hops? Is that a pointy oast house roof in the background?
I never did them myself, but the other picture is all too familiar!
Firstly the RTITB had existed for almost a decade by 1974 and the world and its wife and its dog knew about the RTITB’s existing and near future plans, for new entrants to the industry.In either case at or close enough to the school leaving age of 16, by at least 1975.
All close enough make no difference to the fact that 1) my school careers advisor had never even heard of the RTITB let alone its plans for a young drivers scheme which I knew about as of Easter 1975 at least.
So absolutely no reason why the film couldn’t have chosen a candidate provided by the RTITB, regardless of whether they were 18 or 25 instead of a bleedin TV sit com actor.Which was my point.
As for me I knew all about what it takes to drive a car or a truck around the Alps having been taught to drive by my Father, who’d been chucked the keys of a Diamond T on arrival in Italy and told to get on with hauling tanks around Italy in a war zone and later also between Austria and Italy at the age of 18, long before he ever even owned a car.
Ironically he then wouldn’t have met the grandfather rights conditions for a class 1 even if he’d have wanted it.
Either way every driver will have to make that first run and it’s beyond credibility to suggest that every one of them had to be shown on a double man operation first or that every one of them was told that a run to Ostende or driving a 8 wheeler through the peak district won’t cut it.
Ironically personally I think in this case the TIR plates should be on the box not the unit.
Ramone I am not from Cornwall actually born in the New Forest in Hampshire but was in the young farmers club, the reason I went to Cornwall was that a haulier from Helston named Richard Benny who had a bit of a shady relationship with the police etc was friends with a family up in Hampshire who supplied straw, anyways Richard used to come to the YFC ball’s and we got talking and he was an RTITB member and could get training half price so packed me bag and off I went, two weeks training passed the test and up the road in a GUY Big J & up the road with a sheeted load of skimmed milk powder, stayed a year and bought an 16 ton Albion super clydesdale of Dick and went out on me own & the rest as they say was history Buzzer
Great tale there Buzzer a story you should be more than proud of especially how it has all panned out into a successful transport company. Can say i’m a little envious of someone born in the New Forest and had the chance to spend time in Cornwall. Two beautiful parts of the country not unlike the bloke in Kendal who also made the grade.Here in our little hamlet nestled in the yorkshire dales (Bradford) it’s anything but rosey .Again great storey
When life was less complicated. 
