Retired Old ■■■■:
Back in the “Good old days” I had a boss who used to say. “If it ain’t full, it ain’t loaded!”. Another of his comments was, “I didn’t pay for a 36 foot trailer just so you could run around with a 24 foot load”.
And brakes, what do you want brakes for? I pay you to go not stop.
Hedley Shaw in Stapleford emphasised this point by keeping a Comet parked prominently in the yard which had a smashed front end because the driver disobediently refused to stop just because his brakes weren’t working.
Punchy Dan:
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Full load of cash machines and safes apparently
Is that a net over the load Dan’l or rope it would need chains and dwangs if it was a safe that big, plus that hand pump crane wouldn’t lift it eh ? Cheers Denz’l
Well sheeted Dan,I used to load Massey Ferguson spares out of Trafford Park,multi drop throughout the U.K. on a 40 ft trailer,looked just like the outline of your offering,nice one.
Wheel Nut:
This roping and sheeting is easy, wait until you get on the tippers and have to hacksaw a donkeys leg off [emoji23]
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That story is one of the best ever told on here. Kevin, the author came out to Canada for a while and stayed with us. My wife turned 50 while he was here and we had a party for her, I got Kevin to tell that very story to a room full of drunken idiots, people were crying with laughter.
Wheel Nut:
This roping and sheeting is easy, wait until you get on the tippers and have to hacksaw a donkeys leg off [emoji23]
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That story is one of the best ever told on here. Kevin, the author came out to Canada for a while and stayed with us. My wife turned 50 while he was here and we had a party for her, I got Kevin to tell that very story to a room full of drunken idiots, people were crying with laughter.
Jeez, I can hear the eastenders cliff hanger drums now…c’mon tell the story or at least include the link !!!
I scrolled back through to 2013 on KR79’s posts and now my eyes have gone wonky, if anyone else fancies a go, it’s posted before mid 2013. I’ll have another go in the morning if I don’t forget!
Nice and tight Dan as it should be , the wind or rain wont get under that and it makes a change seeing odd shaped loads being sheeted properly , Id like to see some roped and sheeted wool loads on here from the local mills from years gone by but no one seems to have any
I’ll bet it’s not got 52 spline half shafts like the Rockwell under the mighty Foden .
Now come on Dan’l your getting a bit carried away are you sure you are not talking about the number of teeth on the sprocket or maybe the number of links in the chain ! I reckon if my Great grandad and his son John came back they would easily recognise the similarities between your Foden and the ones they ran ! I’m sure they would be impressed with the enclosed Steerers cabin ! Cheers Denz’l
Wheel Nut:
This roping and sheeting is easy, wait until you get on the tippers and have to hacksaw a donkeys leg off [emoji23]
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That story is one of the best ever told on here. Kevin, the author came out to Canada for a while and stayed with us. My wife turned 50 while he was here and we had a party for her, I got Kevin to tell that very story to a room full of drunken idiots, people were crying with laughter.
Jeez, I can hear the eastenders cliff hanger drums now…c’mon tell the story or at least include the link !!!
Back in 2003 I was driving a artic bulker on landfill work for a south London skip firm as well as our own rubbish we did a bit out of other skip yards and council transfer stations.
One firm we pulled out of was a dodgy rough as houses half [zb] outfit who had a couple of old stables in the yard with a a couple of scaby sorry looking donkeys in there. One Thursday afternoon I went in there and one of the donkeys had keeled over and there was already a few flys buzzing round.
The Guvnor wasn’t paying for the pet cemetery and came over and said alright if we put it on you. I said no way you can’t send it down a landfill site so without blinking he pulled out a wad of cash that could have choked a donkey rolled of a 50 and said are you sure. The colour of money clouded my judgement so I took the 50 and said ok but don’t take the ■■■■ with it. I pop down to the cafe come back and it’s loaded so I Pulled on to the weighbridge all ok so I just shut the easy sheet went back to the yard to park up.
Next morning I got in started the truck and instead of hearing a v8 scania fire up I got the ominous click of a knackerd starter motor and ended up in a spare lorry.
No work Saturday so it was Monday by the time muffin the mule was making his final voyage. 4-30 am I’m in the yard and I’m away down the old Kent road over blackheath down the a2 and off to the dartford tunnel. I got to the barrier and the attendant said your overheight. This wasn’t a surprise as my trailer was 15 ft 6 and often something sticking ip would set the sensors off. So I said il go for the right hand tunnel she said no your to high for it pull in to the tanker bay and sort it out.
I pulled in to the bay climbed up to se the now rotting donkey rolled half on it’s back and two rigimorticed legs sticking well up in the air. I opened the easy sheet and tried pushing this stinking thing back on it’s side but it just kept rolling back over. I grabed one of the legs and tried bending it but it was solid as a oak tree.
By this time I was covered in sweat and flys and heard another truck pull up I looked down to see Tony a guy I worked with he climbed up and just said what the [zb]. Now there was two of us trying to roll the dead donkey and bend it’s legs with little sucsess.
He said il be back in a second and returned with a big hacksaw and handed it to me and just said crack on son. My face droped and I said what am I going to do withthat and he replied cut it’s [zb] legs off son. I said I can’t he said I ain’t and have you got a better idea so I set to cutting thrrough the rotting flesh and bone. I was heaving at the blood and maggots going every where but eventualt cut far enough to bend them over. I came down covered in blood with a swarm of flys round me and went through the tunnel and to the landfill at averley.
I tipped it out and the fixer driver jumped out of his d8 saying you can’t tip that here and I had to give him 20 quid to keep his mouth shut.
Last edited by Colingl on Fri Oct 07, 2011 5:01 pm, edited 1 time in total.
Reason: Language edit, if it needs stars it ain’t allowed.
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