Hi all,
I’m Hayley, David Wilson’s daughter. Some of you may remember my dad at the owner of General Carrier’s and roxsett trucking. He then after a stay on the naughty step went to work with stage truck and fly by nite.
He sadly and unexpectedly died in his truck in 2020.
I’ve got lots of picture to share.
If anyone has pictures or stories please comment.
Hi Hayley I remember your Dad very well indeed. Not through transport but more through the bikes. We’d regularly ride to Helmsley and the surrounding areas on a Sunday.
I remember him insisting on swapping bikes one time and me reluctantly riding his Yamaha R7 back acutely aware that it was only one of a handful in existence and if I stacked it I’d probably have to sell my house to replace it 
I also remember a legendary party at the big house in Wynyard with fond memories.
Sadly I wasn’t aware that he had passed. My thoughts are with you Hayley
Hiii
Yeh that r7 was a beast!! I can just imagine him laughing at you panicking when you rode it lol.
So you’ll have know lucky too? From bikes? He passed away too
That house was the best haha
I probably knew Lucky also, the name doesn’t ring any bells but I’m sure our paths will have crossed at some point.
The last time I spoke to Dave was at Croft. I was either racing or instructing there, I can’t really remember. He turned up to watch and I’m sure he’d just bought himself a new silver Porsche Boxter which I took the pee out of and called it his hair dressers car
That’s was lucky, and dad lol back in the day. Lucky wasn’t a speed lover like dad so he probably was slow haha he had a stutter and work for dad too.
Did you know the man who rode with dad too that lived in Marton I think? Had a bungalow maybe and worked away?
Croft was that bikes? He sponsored some rider in the British super bikes russel Hodgson I think he was called
I do recognise Lucky there although I didn’t know him. As for the guy from Marton I’m not too sure as there was loads of us who hung out together.
Yeah it was bikes. Rusty Hodgson if I remember correctly. Local lad, Stokesley or somewhere like that.
Yeh that’s it he was only young? Curly hair? Dad took me once and made me be his umbrella girl lol I was about 8 I could barely reach haha.
Tiltson sponsored him too. Spent half my life in that shop haha.
That was him, too good looking for his own good! His problems started when he realised that what was in his pants was more fun and hurt a lot less than throwing a motorcycle into the scenery at 180mph!
I’ve just googled him haha. Typical young lad then haha he probably spent too much time with my dad he couldn’t keep it in his pants either hah
I hesitated to say that
Hahaha no need he never hid anything from haha even till the day he died he always had more than one lass on the go haha
I had to keep him right sometimes with names haha
He was always envious of my ability to travel everywhere on the back wheel so I used to take him on a quiet stretch of road around Billingham and teach him until he finally got it 
