First pic could well the the type of power unit for that 8 wheeler.
Oily
What could have been the output of such an engine? Around 100 bhp? The article mentions that one driver slept while the other one was at the wheel; Iâm just wondering what quality of sleep he could get withy the engine roaring under his bum? Not to mention the smell of oil and fuelâŚ
I remember back in the sixties when I used to accompany dad in his Seddon on bulk grain work and we delivered to Witherington and Over Bros Sonning Mill on the Thames, out the back of the mill was a Peerless lorry that was no longer in use. It was a forward control version, presumably it went to Goodys scrapyard at Twyford just up the road?
Saviem:
Ah SkiffleâŚhas any group of youngsters made such tune full music with so little, and to such an attractive bunch of femalesâŚand with such successâŚ
By gum, our youth was not half badâŚ
Cheerio for now.
Your mention of skiffle Saviem has stirred the marbles and in particular a Lonnie Donegan concert/dance at he the Ice Rink Kirkcaldy, 1955ish, a full house, nobody wanted it to end, encore after encore, happy days.
A taste here of one of his many hits youtube.com/watch?v=TW9KUeMaJRQ
Anybody remember Deryck Guyler the actor, well he was also an ace washboard player, a short demo here youtube.com/watch?v=GWKHTcC-I8k
Cheers
Oily
Thanks to backsplice for the pics yes memories there Triumph Herald and Bedford , bit of diy conversion looks like
A triumph story comes to mind (may have told it before). Got back to the yard at Cowley after tipping Southsea, pick up Renaults at Southampton Docks for going north, anyway back at Cowley 3ish and boss with a special favour request âsee âso and sosâ wagon with the Triumphs on, he hasnât come in today could you get them to Slough, theyâre screaming for themâ âTheyâll be shut by the time I get thereâ hoping to be heading home⌠âyes but someone will wait overâ. So off we go Henley, Maidenhead Thicket and the then new M4 started, along to Slough, sure enough someone waiting. Cleared bottom deck, dropped top deck, got to second car, a Herald saloon, leant over left hand to rest on back seat cushion while looked rearwards, no seat, cushion or squab, bare metal, I thought f**** sake Iâm in the s*** here, I hadnât loaded the wagon so no checklist from me. Every cloud has a silver lining the guy who should have checked for all equipment was obviously anxious to be on his way, so no check and I made sure I drove this particular car off and into the compound, locking it and handing him the keys Phew, ticket signed and I was off. Never heard officially no more about it, though chatting in the pub to a colleague about what a stroke of luck Iâd had, he said "yeah I know who had the seat away, it wouldâve been **** the yardman, heâs building a kit car, well heâd also been caught nicking bits from other cars, so finished up getting his marching orders.
This would be a Herald similar to the OZ cut job.
Oily