DUST ERE SURRY
THIS STORY IS DEDICATED TO MY FRIEND
WILLIAM BILL YOXALL BIG HEARTED MAN
A LAUGHTER TO REMEMBER ALLWAYS
SADLY MISSED
BIDDLE ON SEA BIDDULPH S O T.
HOPPY SPAIN.
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70s TAHIR , TEHRAN PART TWO.
Having just had my music nicked , off tahir , iam peed off it does help having the company of music so i will have to sing to myself kin hell , proceeding down the other side, i can see the road goes on forever down and down for miles , this is J brake land, what a godsend . cannot see any of the guys i was running with , ran about 8 milesand they are on a laybuy dirt mound having a road side barby tin of soup, relay my tale and i am the ■■■■ of all jokes.
Good days, good weather sun, sun, sun, o for aircon , another item that there was no cash for, have to stop at places to have stamps on papers , good job they no where to stop.
Road changes to unkempt dust and potholes , some area,s not possible for
t wo to pass , without stopping , tonka boys turks dont stop or care.
It seems the further we go we are in biblical times, mudhuts, no work other than walking animals across grasing fields , very poor people , but a smile or wave.
We arrive at the iran border , with faces like smacked arses, the line of trucks we are behind seems as long as the A500, we have to walk all the way to put in the papers, so two stay to keep eyes on the trucks and two go.
Turks make up most of the trucks the rest are from over Europe all makes, what seems like an hour, we arrive at the customs point, what is that smell
Bloody hell , an effin dead horse by the path up to the customs office,belly full of wind and gas huge been there for days, flies god im sick, the mindsett in the east is nothing we understand. .
2 days later we make a move , having done night whatch in turns on the trucks, we are told we will be going to the new Customs in tehran which sounds nice, the old one was a dump. So we are up for some modern things. On arrival we are berated by guys there with you lot will be here for months, weve been here two weeks.
This is the way to make money chapman, this will cost somebody dreamers.
We park on an open field , no grass 6acres all nationalities, we decide to park with the dutch , we get on and can cross lingo.
Walking to the new customs we can see a huge new building with massive gates, and armed police, we put in the papers and return to the billy can cup of tea and a ■■■ sorts out any probs. So we have a good chat , with them that are already here , and exchange some laughs , sun is bloody hot , wheres my sombreeo.
Also time for the loo, not been a good clean one since yugo ,
Asks this chap from london wherethey are, he says right over there , in the far corner past all the trucks , so i said what about the toilets in the new customs, you can only go in on the day you tip, bloody hell i was looking for a good shower, no, no, he says rentco trailer for us , so trek over to find trailer are yes rentco got it, where are the steps, must be at the back end
Good god no doors on, no steps , look in kinnell , 6 million flies , 2 feet thick in this heat , looks like we are going to live like animals , we are only
Cristians.
So on my return i inform the cocky cockney, that one was on me, next one is on you.
I will have to get my own box he says , like all of us under the truck have a look, so peering under i see rows of boxes at attention waiting for there
Owners in seering heat , with a sunken heart i install my no flush
Dunny.
After a couple of days i became frienly with a guy from holland he was driving for rynarts big company , we men from uk had trucks we thought were up for the job, no way big Macks, Kenworths, and Fiats, mostly 6 wheel tractors , some men from his company were running down to karachi .
His company had on site a 40 foot repair shop trailer, two full time mecanics all kitted out, with sleeping rooms and kitchin one month on one month off. As the evening draws in we go to the local bar on site for a beer.
Wooden hut, with open top freezer full of crushed ice outside , men everywhere all nations supping in the evening sun.
I think he would end up a millionarie.
As the days go by , in the evening sun tempers would fray and one evening, all of a sudden trouble , by the bar a Turk pulls a knife on uk guy, big guy
From carmans , did not no him , but years later i did , and recalled it to him
I believe he is not alive now, but he stood his ground, turk was fanatical,
Uk man took knife off him , and told him come get some , but some dutch guys calmed it down and turk spitting with rage made a retreat .
I made a run for my dunny .
E very morning would go to the customs gate to see if it was my day to tip , 8.oo am day in day out nothing, days were so long , one guy says he knows of a swimming pool outside of town, so 5 of us go in my tractor to the pool, about 6 mile great nice place, even chips on tap and beer, we went many times to relieve the days , one day one guy shouts hey look at this coming in , it was also a camp site for tourists , ther before my eyes was a reliant robin pulling a trailer, two people in the car, my eyes did not believe , i was in shock , we made a bee line to talk to them , r retierd
Couple from uk , just on the way back from there hols in pakistan , as
Calme as could be i stand a cape, we went and got some beers and sat with them to talk, up to that day having left the uk , and now on the return leg 1 puncture , his trailer was a camping tent , what great pride , and trust he had in his vehicle , the pioneering spirit all over again, of course we made t hings them days.
Days come and go , one morning at sunup, there is a bang on the door, look at my clock its 6 am, who could that be at this time nobodys going on my dunny, peep out of window , and i see a black blob kinnell what is that, bangs again so i wind down the window , with peering eyes and jabering away , i here the word rial,s money nobody said anything about parking fees, does she want to wash the truck , takes this country boy 3 4 , mins to
Get the picture eh, that is the price of her gigantic body, ugh, i had made an agreement with myself that i would not partake., i did not want to return with my equipment in a wheel barrow… , one afternoon me and some guys sitting in the shade having some banter , and the guy who had some fun at my exspence was walking towards us giving the impression he had been riding a horse , we all had a good chuckle , and asked him what was wrong ,his reply was his bowels had gone , and he had covered his bed and sleeping bag, and the truck stank . oh right we get the picture , nobody said they would help time to stay mum.
We offered him a coffee , and he had a ■■■ and asked what he should do , i said before i came the local doctor had made me up a box with things i may need and i have some arrowroot which maybe will help , that was a good idea, i mixed a good portio and he took it and they all said maybe tomorrow he could be fine , he then slowly went to his truck like charlie chaplin on an off day, with a big smile.
We have now been here 12 days, three of us are owner drivers ,we are now out of pocket on this job so we decide to go into tehran and ring big ■■■■
To tell him we will be exspecting extra for this trip , can you gee things along and ring to get some movment, he will sort thing out ok. One evening
Sitting in the evening sun, this guy in his tractor comes roaring into camp
Dust all over the place, uk guy and quickly backs under this trailer next to me, runs and sits down with us , bloody sirens going off cop cars streeming into camp , running in and out around all the trucks , the dust is now like a fog, in and out for a hour until they go , one guy says what the hell is going on , he says went into tehran for some beers , and a taxi cut him up, t then again so the third time he hit hit, hit it again and again with the tractor it hit a wall and he said it was a good job well done, at last some excitment ,
Big lad , big ginger beard says he was from preston. Next day london guy joins us not seen for a few days, says he is full of pains cannot go to the toilet, you cannot please everyone in life .17 days now in this bloody camp, four of us go into tehran in a taxi to the ppt telephone place, we get out of the car and we are stopped by police we are not to go in, we are not dressed decent we are showing to much skin with shorts and tea shirt, and we must go back to dress, kinnell more taxi money go back next day , ring c.b stoke
To be told the liverpool knowm jack the nutter has flown out to see the problem and has returned , never came to see us, never liked the bloke anyway, 21 days later we are empty , used 7 boxes and left them for them
For the new toilets in the new customs, i was informed by the nutter davies
Turner would pay us 30 quid a day standing pay, and to load from austria
For uk , did the train home across germany and home, did three trips to tehran in total never got any extra for all the days , and told them stick it,
They must have lied or kept it,made a loss on everyrun and never spoke to these people again ,and we had been friends. HOPPY .
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