I remember being offered a Barber-Green (spelling?) when I’d tipped in Dammam and rebuilt the tilt. This was a cash job in Riyals, beautiful exchangeable money, any currency you liked in the money Souk. Remember, this was when every penny we took abroad was lodged in our passports. It was when I was working for Douglas freight, that Hot, very Hot! Summer, 1976. If you thought it was hot in England that year, it was nothing compared to Saudi!
The delivery was about six hundred miles up the TAPline.
I can remember trying to decide whether it really was worth stripping the tilt, doing the load and then rebuilding the tilt under the unremitting Saudi sun!
Eventually the offer went to a point where I couldn’t refuse it. But, oh, they were bloody hard work.
A couple of years before, I got a load out of Southampton. A container of machine parts for Middlesbrough. It was in one of those containers with a ragtop and a customs wire through 1,000 eyelets along the top.
Oh, how naive we were!
When I got to Middlesbrough, they wanted to crane the parts out, so I had to strip it - completely. At least the crane lifted me to the top and I balanced on the container edge and removed every loop. ■■■■ up, I climbed down. After I was empty I dumped the tarp in the container. I hadn’t had to undo the very front loops.
I thought that was the end of it. The container was for return to Poplar at Lymm. Whoever was going to load it would need it open, surely?
When I got to Poplar, they said ‘Can’t accept it unless it’s completely rethreaded!’
‘But that’s lunacy, whoever loads it will have to strip it again!’
‘If you want a clear signature you’ll have to rebuild it, and if you don’t have a clear signature - they won’t pay you.’
It had been bad enough to strip, but to rebuild it was a nightmare, the sides of the container were now ‘relaxed’ and to get the tarp back on was 2 hours of agony 12 feet in the air with no safety net! It was actually worse than a tilt!
John