The Saviem with special cab was bought by Transports Martineau La Rochelle , bodybuilder was Tual and Gourmelen from Tredion in Britanny, the picture comes from a book written by Daniel Bazin published by ETAI in 2001.
Le livre évoqué ci-dessus.
pv83:
Has this been posted before? It’s definitely a “new” photograph for me! Does anyone have an idea about who could have made that cab? (photographer unknown)
For the year, that is one good looking lorry, I’d like to see interior photos.
michel:
The Saviem with special cab was bought by Transports Martineau La Rochelle , bodybuilder was Tual and Gourmelen from Tredion in Britanny, the picture comes from a book written by Daniel Bazin published by ETAI in 2001.
I looked the village up on Google, there is a huge factory in the middle of the town, now looking un-used, I’ve a friend living near there, I’ll get him to check if that’s where the cabs were made and what else the company produced, just as a matter of interest.
pv83:
Here’s another one I haven’t seen before, who knows more about it?
It looks like they did to this Saviem what Ford did to the Berliet cab to fit on the Transcontinental, graft a bottom section on to lift it up. I wonder if it was lifted to fit a different or bigger engine, maybe a one off / experimental for heavy duties ? …just guessing.
The tall-cab Saviem has been on this thread before. I can’t remember any of the details. 
ERF-NGC-European:
It rather reminds me of this one!0
Maybe they were inspired by the Marathon
How on earth did the driver reach the door handle?
Dipster:
ERF-NGC-European:
It rather reminds me of this one!0
Maybe they were inspired by the Marathon
How on earth did the driver reach the door handle?
It was driven by two dwarves. One stood on the step-ring and gave the other a bunk-up. Same with driving: one steered and shifted the gears while the other worked the pedals. Sorry! I’ll get my hat and coat.
Maybe the tall-cab one is an aircraft refueller chassis? Does anyone have any more info on it? IIRC, the last time it cropped up, we were none the wiser.
Fergie here are some I have lifted for general perusal, have some more will post later, trust you & yours are keeping well we are fine here except Horry had Covid but is over that now, Buzzer
Buzzer:
Fergie here are some I have lifted for general perusal, have some more will post later, trust you & yours are keeping well we are fine here except Horry had Covid but is over that now, Buzzer
Cheers John, some cracking pics there, any photos of old European wagons appreciated.
We’re fine here thanks, sorry to hear Horry got the plauge, he’s young and fit, glad he’s now over it.
The other day you posted a nostalgic pic of a crate of third pint milk that we use to have at junior school mid '50’s…the part about it being kept next to a big coke stove brought back horrific memories for me.
It was one winter period, us boys would carry the crates into to the classroom and put them next to the stove to thaw out, problem was, by the time you got to drink it half of it had curdled.
In those days you couldn’t refuse to drink it, it was payed for by the state, so you were obliged to.
This particular winters day I just could not drink it, it stunk, tasted off, so I refused it, ( think I was about 8 at the time, brave move in those days) the class was being taken that day by the head teacher, so she made me sit next to her, and told me “drink it, or else”.
Unfortunately for her it was the “or else” two swigs into it I did a perfect projectile vomit straight onto her lap. She lived right next door and had to go and get changed, I was sent home in disgrace.
From that day on I have never ever been able to drink a glass of milk, maybe I should get a good lawyer and sue my primary school…
Anyway John, thanks for the memory, seeing that crate took me back to that day as if it where yesterday… 
Regards to all the family
Fergie47:
Buzzer:
Fergie here are some I have lifted for general perusal, have some more will post later, trust you & yours are keeping well we are fine here except Horry had Covid but is over that now, BuzzerCheers John, some cracking pics there, any photos of old European wagons appreciated.
We’re fine here thanks, sorry to hear Horry got the plauge, he’s young and fit, glad he’s now over it.
The other day you posted a nostalgic pic of a crate of third pint milk that we use to have at junior school mid '50’s…the part about it being kept next to a big coke stove brought back horrific memories for me.
It was one winter period, us boys would carry the crates into to the classroom and put them next to the stove to thaw out, problem was, by the time you got to drink it half of it had curdled.
In those days you couldn’t refuse to drink it, it was payed for by the state, so you were obliged to.This particular winters day I just could not drink it, it stunk, tasted off, so I refused it, ( think I was about 8 at the time, brave move in those days) the class was being taken that day by the head teacher, so she made me sit next to her, and told me “drink it, or else”.
Unfortunately for her it was the “or else” two swigs into it I did a perfect projectile vomit straight onto her lap. She lived right next door and had to go and get changed, I was sent home in disgrace.
From that day on I have never ever been able to drink a glass of milk, maybe I should get a good lawyer and sue my primary school…Anyway John, thanks for the memory, seeing that crate took me back to that day as if it where yesterday…
Regards to all the family
What a stupid woman your head teacher must have been! Shame it put you off milk. I used to love the milk break and always hoped I might get seconds. I often did! At that time you could buy sterilised milk. We rarely did unfortunately as I really liked the particular taste it took on. Anybody else remember that?
I still enjoy a drop of chilled milk to this day, but never see sterilised…
Fergie a few more and as you may find a lot of these companies were on the road when we did the job, Buzzer
Buzzer:
Fergie a few more and as you may find a lot of these companies were on the road when we did the job, Buzzer
The last pic of the mile marker is interesting. 100 bornes (bornes is slang for kilometres), probably from Paris, was pertinent years ago as it was illegal to have casinos with 100 kilometres of Paris. I think it was a Napoleonic statute that lingered on. Perhaps it still does today. I know that in a wee town called Tillieres sur Avre there was (perhaps still is) an hotel named Kilometre 104. They had a grass strip out back so rich Parisiens could fly out for an evening to gamble!
Buzzer:
Interesting Dipster thanks for the info, here are some more to take you back, Buzzer
Certainly no need to worry about speed cameras for the “Jouets Dijeco” driver!
Still in Spain with this Ebro P 270 T. This truck manufacturer built most of its models using British or Japanese licences.
