Chris Webb:
What about the fir plantation on the r/h side of the A40 on the hill between Monmouth and Symond’s Yat. One species of tree was a different shade and spelt out “E11R” for the 1977 Silver Jubilee or summat like that.
m6 northbound between 4 and 4a,they cut E 11 R in the grass just before the jubilee and planted all colors of plants in it.you used to able to see it but the trees have grown now and hide the view from the motorway
aye on the same line north o the A74 between beatock—wamphrey ,there used to be a plantation that showed the map o australia…it was planted by aussies …just after ww2…
jimmy.
This tree is growing from out of this boulder. There must be some way for the roots to reach below ground level.
It can be seen in a field next to the road on the B 6255 between Ribblehead and Ingleton, - on the Hawes to Ingleton road , North Yorkshire.
Hiya… anyone been on the road from Rushton Spencer to Congleton , their,s a house that has some larmas in the field.
their are also fiber glass or plastic Tigers on a shed a Panda up a tree a Rhino in a field and a Zebra chewing on some grass plus
a few other african and asia animals. it makes me smile each time i go past.
John
kindle530:
When i used to go to Athens on a regular basis, north of Modena, just before the (A22 where Campogalliano is) on the southbound side, is a big layby/parking area, and there is a massive big red car in there (about 3 times the size of a normal car) it always reminded me of chitty chitty bang bang. I tried putting a link up from Google streetview, i found it ok, but couldnt get the link on here from there. If you went down that way regular, you couldnt miss it!
That is a memorial for Enzo Ferrari. I did stop in there once to see what it was but didn’t hang around for long because the place seemed to be choked with headlight flashing fiats.
Most of my ‘quirky’ things involve old stuff, I always have to have a look at the old railway carriage in the garden on the A52 just outside Derby, also the yard with the Mickey Mouse Fodens in as you head further towards Leek, I also have a look down at the fairground winter quarters full of old Showman’s caravans as you go up the M1 northbound towards J28.
Travelling with my dad - The tanks in the sheds on the A66 near Brough, The Horsa glider in the garden on the A4 near Newbury? The clock on the A6 Shap and later in life the bonfires on the roadsides in Italy and the ladies who wore eff-all on summer nights. Before the motorways there was so much more to see and time to enjoy it. Running into Bagdhad a hoarding stating " help Saddam Hussein stamp out ilituracey" (sic). Most memorable and poignant of all the war graves in Northern France and on the same note, the gypsy grave on the old A45 between Barrow and Newmarket.
Sorry, ROF, I’ve got to ‘out camel you’ and tell you about a real camel at the side of the road. In the late 60s, when I was driving 2-up for Gascoyne Trading out of Perth, there was a real camel that had made the Whim Creek Hotel between Roebourne and Port Hedland its home. The camel, known as Clarence had a habit of coming up behind sitting drinkers in the beer garden and grabbing their cans of beer out of their hands and skulling them. In fact, it drank so much grog, it became an alcoholic. On the Perth to Port Hedland chiller run we used to load on Fridays, plug the freezer into the mains overnight if there were no cylones approaching the coast and leave Perth early on the Saturday morning, usually arriving at the pub about 05.00 on Sunday morning to unload a few cartons of fresh vegetables and other perishables. To avoid waking the staff up I used to drive into the car park as quietly as possible and hope the freezer motor didn’t fire up and make a noise. Jock W, my regular off-sider, mate to you Poms, was usually asleep in the bunk with his head behind mine. As soon as we had stopped, Clarence would trot over the cab and put his head into the window looking for a drink. At that time of the morning, after having driven for over 30 hours, the cab floor was awash with empty Coke and other cool drink cans. If Jock was still asleep, I used to hold a can out of the window and Clarence would come over to take it. I used to move over to the left of the cab and then put the can on the pillow besides Jock’s head. Then came the moment of ■■■■■■■■■■ I would belt Jock on the backside and yell ‘Wake up’. The poor sod would wake up and see the slimy green teeth of Clarence, smell his awful breath and then try to beat the ■■■■ out of me. When you are in your 20s, this was fun with a capital ‘F’.
Retired Old ■■■■:
Then there was the camel on the Northbound side of the M5 in Somerset.
Coming back from North Wales last week,(in my car),on the A51 between Tarporley and Nantwich,almost opposite Car Transplants,I saw a 30 foot Dalek built with straw bales.