Some interesting pics there!
The top one looks like a post-war Bedford O-type.
The second pic shows Austins based on the immediately post-war design of the 25 cwt van. I’ve not seen prime-mover versions before; they must have been given much bigger engines! The cars are Austin A40s, I think.
The shunter in pic three may well have executed a somewhat cavalier screw-round turn to end up erect (to put it politely).
Bedford ‘S’-type Pyrex outfit with a Ford Thames Trader behind in the next pic.
The unit in the next picture appears to be a Fordson. It seems to be carrying a small aircraft or a boat. The P4 Rover is an early, possibly late ‘40s or very early ‘50s model.
The next shows what looks like an ex-military (American?) unit with a ‘50s Albion behind.
The New Zealand ERF is a 3MW-cabbed model.
The Leyland T45 Roadtrains speak for themselves.
The one with the boat looks like it’s carrying Bluebird.
The military looking one is going through Ferryhill Cut.
The ‘erect’ shunter is undertaking a training day for Stobarts! 
Yes, it crossed my mind too, that it might be Bluebird!
Correct. The caption on the original photo (ex f/b) mentioned it was bluebird en route into the lakes.
Roadtrain, Constructors and Freighter.
Yes Devons, the ones in a later pic are Somersets. An Austin Devon was my first Dinky toy. 
Mine was a Morris Oxford - same vintage.
First Rolfo i had was all screws. Seemed to take ages in the dry, and forever when it was chucking it down 
Next one was on chains, what a difference.
Thanks, didn’t know that.
I’d bet a shilling that ‘the boat’ is Malcolm Campbell’s Bluebird K7
That;s one one that killed him
But it was a sleeper in an era when they were sparse on the ground. When I took over at Courtauld’s (later Toray) in ‘84 all the vehicles in the fleet, with the exception of a SedAck on a trunk run, were sleepers. 2 of them were TMs and the blokes loved them, until one of them tripped on the high edge to the floor and he fell headfirst to the ground on a Manchester trading estate. A story I think I have told before that he managed to crawl to a phone box and I received, just as I was about to leave for the night, a rather jumbled explanation of what had happened. Fortunately there was another driver waiting to use the box and, seeing something was wrong, took over the phone to explain to me. With some difficulty (999 seemed confused by callers 80 miles away from incident 
) I got him to hospital where he had his fractured skull mended. 
Every once in a blue moon, I chance upon a pic in cyberspace that I actually drove for a living. Here’s one I found this morning!
1960, I couldn’t write my name then.
It was certainly hard yakka, hand loading fifteen ton of bagged concrete, per man, per day. I found it odd, that as they checked the preloaded trucks, each morning, many of the ropes were loose and left that way.
I was in junior school by then and already knew how to identify the lorries shown. It wasn’t only ropes that were slack in those days, it was quite a few rules as well. Bear in mind that those wagons would’ve been climbing up to the dam in a remote corner of Scotland at nought miles a fortnight and will almost certainly have met no traffic coming in the other direction. 
Towards the back end of my life on the road I had one of those, a great motor. IIRC a 350 Cummins and a Fuller.
I remember it had Alco wheels and somebody before me had decided copper grease would be a good thing, it wasn’t, I had to change a drive axle wheel in our yard, the copper grease had reacted with the ally wheels and they were ‘welded’ together. eventually we had to slacken the wheel nuts slightly, put the Foden under a loaded trailer, and take it 100yds down the street. Sure as hell broke the ‘weld’. 
