There’s a clip of Russ Anglia that was a company that went to Kazakhstan, it was owned by Peter Gilder and sons ltd of Bourton-on-the-Water.
Ralph Davies from Cheltenham also went there.
The road conditions were appalling, no Tarmac roads, the lorries took a bashing and break downs were very common.
Note in another clip the Pegaso Troner.
Is that @buzzer at #8 ?
Franglais that is me with the Scania 110 on Mont Cenis, been at it a long time but far better job back then, Buzzer
That’s definitely John.
I thought so.
He still owes me a cup’o’tea.
Whose the guy with the old blue Volvo with the beard, I seem to remember him from somewhere?
It’s on clip number 15.
You must recognise some of the Routiers, I suppose most of them are long gone now due to weight limits and toll motorways.
I went over my hours and got stopped by the French ministry of transport, he went through everything, I had to get out all the ADR kit to place it all on a sheet on the ground, the sheet displayed all the kit required, anything missing was time to pay, on the back of the analogue tachograph I wrote in French, hours exceeded to locate a hot meal, no action taken, no court deposit, food in France is a sacrilege and a right for a working man.
He was impressed with my written French and my oral capacity in fluent French.
Send him the invoice plus interest.
It must be over 25 years ago now, so the interest will have compounded over that time.
Taking inflation into account though?
It might be worth about a cup’o’tea.
Pat Seal isn’t it?
Thank you.
Does anyone recall a very tall French man who drove for Freight Transfer (Paul Fogden, the boss who later on had a Renault Magnum on Moroccan round trips) , he was married with kids but certainly attracted all the attention from females and he didn’t have to try?
They would literally swarm around him.
Many years ago my sister’s father-in-law went on a luxurious round the world trip, staying in five star hotels. He, like most Australians was semi-fluent only in English. He was staying in a posh joint, the type that expects suits to be worn in the dining room. For three consecutive days he tried to order toast and marmalade, but the waiter (gas on?) could not understand. The fourth day was Anzac or Australia day and Vic wore an Australian flag on his lapel. Without even asking the waiter asked if toast and marmalade was required. Upon delivery of same came a genuine apology, with the mitigating clause "we thought you were American.
Brilliant story mate.
English drivers who drove trucks with a Belgium, French or Italian number plates would pull up to unload in England at warehouses and factories for the goods in staff and fork lift drivers to slag off the bloody foreigners only for the English driver to reply back in English.
They went very red in the face and apologised.
Brit drivers went stopped by the French Gendarmerie or Douanes ( Customs) would verbally abuse them until they turned around to speak fluent English.
Years ago the Gendarmerie would tune in to the CB channels to listen to them bragging of driving on the wire or on the fuse to put the tacho on rest mode while driving and got a surprise when pulled over !