After what seems a life time I’ve finally got the computer back Had to download a few missing drivers for various tools, but it seems to be all there now, just testing it’s working as it should. Problem is now, its the silly season for B&B and the garden, and of course a bit of biking but I’ll post what I can, when I can… 
First test Picture :-
OK, that worked then !!
Mon ami Mr Saviem, having returned from a few days tramping I find you back in the fold, and as with other fans, I sincerely welcome that. I trust your recovery is complete and the mind as active as ever, tho’ physical effort to be kept to a minimum, from my experience, it’s bloody hard to come to terms with idleness, no doubt you feel the same.
All the best and take it easy.
Cheers
Oily
Saviem:
Evening Gentlemen,
Untill one day, on my “new” 500cc BSA Gold Star…rearsets, clip ons, a chrome tank you could see a mile away, and a stone guard over the headlight…RRT2 box, (those of you who know motorcycles will know where this is going)…gear…2nd you could break the current national speed limit…
Cheerio for now…
Quick story John about a Goldie.
Mid '60’s had a 600 Norton, wanted to go racing, so bought a DBD Gold Star to use the engine / G.Box. Had the frame altered by Rickman Brothers Racing, made up a set of plates, shoe horned in the motor / box, (also fitted the rev counter) job done. Mediocre success at racing, but good fun. Use to ride it to work every day, race at week-ends.
Now, all this was done in my mates granddads shed, after, he kept on at us to “shift that bloody bike” we kept saying we would, but as busy teenagers with both bikes ( first ) and girls ( second) to occupy us, we never quite got around to it.
About 3 years on we got hold of a Road Rocket engine and decided to fit it into the Goldie…Too late, Granddad had got so fed up with us not moving the thing, he’d buried it under a concrete base to build his chicken coop on !
So, in the deepest depths of a small Hampshire village lies a complete Gold Star, minus the engine/gearbox/ rev counter…
I once related this story to a Gold Star owner at a classic bike show…he cried !!
I’ve loaded my pick & shovel into the van and I’m on my way South. If you could just give me the precise address and the names of one or two willing chaps, we’ll soon have the beast running again!
Retired Old ■■■■:
I’ve loaded my pick & shovel into the van and I’m on my way South. If you could just give me the precise address and the names of one or two willing chaps, we’ll soon have the beast running again!
Hands off ROF, that’s my pension… How many times over the years have you said " Wished I’d…" well, when Goldies started reaching silly money, like 20 grand, I’ve often thought, "I wished I’d gone back and got that sucker out of his shed " Still, when you’re young eh ROF, if you can remember that far back 
A couple of more :-
Fergie47:
Retired Old ■■■■:
I’ve loaded my pick & shovel into the van and I’m on my way South. If you could just give me the precise address and the names of one or two willing chaps, we’ll soon have the beast running again!Hands off ROF, that’s my pension… How many times over the years have you said " Wished I’d…" well, when Goldies started reaching silly money, like 20 grand, I’ve often thought, "I wished I’d gone back and got that sucker out of his shed " Still, when you’re young eh ROF, if you can remember that far back
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Indeed, Fergie, I’ve lost count of the Matchless, BSA & Ariel bikes that I bought & sold for around five or ten quid back in the day. Not to mention the T20 my uncle had- the first Fergie in Carmarthenshire.
Retired Old ■■■■:
Indeed, Fergie, I’ve lost count of the Matchless, BSA & Ariel bikes that I bought & sold for around five or ten quid back in the day. Not to mention the T20 my uncle had- the first Fergie in Carmarthenshire.
One up on you there then ROF, at least we kept the Fergie… 
Well done. A relative had it away before I could get there! 
Fergie47:
A few more French classics :-
Evening all,
Lovely pictures Fergie. Do you remember in the 60s many of the Routiers had paper tablecloths with images of those long bonneted Unic Galibiers, Izoards, Auvergne`s, and the logo of the other sponsor Total, printed all over them.
Those Unics seemed gigantic alongside my little Foden, and they were massive power…over 200hp!!!
Back in the 60s, nice young waitress that I became friendly with at a Café in Angouleme gave me a bunch of them to keep… and I did…how sad is that!
That Willeme looks like a TL 201H, with an AEC 690, with either a ZM Willeme, 6 or 12 speed splitter gearbox, (actually a ZF AK 6/75.3). She would have been on 1200x20s, and have a road speed of around78 kph. But the Dunlop insignia throws me a bit, for Dunlops main contractor was Joseph Grossi, from Vitry Sur Seine, and I seem to remember most of his fleet had either the “straight” 518T6 13 litre Willeme @190 hp, or he also ran a Turbocharged 518T6 @255 hp.
The Relax cab Berliet is a bit special as well…6x4…
I must go, the Bollinger calls…
And how can ROF, and I assist Buzzer in recovering his Gold Star…Ive a little Yanmar here, digs ever so quietly…no one will know that we are there!
Cheerio for now.
I knew we could rely on you for essential exotic machinery, Saviem. Old habits die hard?
Evening all,
Benkku your drawings are always a delight Thank you.
Fergie, that Renault was a “fainart”, “lazy” underfloor engine, still built at Blainville up to the late `60s.
But that TR250 6x4 really is an odd ball!
I first came across these at Robert Leyx, Avenue Louis Roche, Gennervilliers, (next to the Fridgidare Works). They were an “interim” heavy haulier…26 tonne tractor, 70 tonne gtw…(and a lot more)!
The back bogie was off the big GBH 6x4, and they were very short in the leg @ 2.9 m wb. The 12 litre 06.35.40 provided 250 hp, some of Leyx`s, (later Scales, &Scalex), had the raised sleeper portion for a true double sleeper…those Relax cabs were comfortable.
Robert Leyx was one of the first to use other peoples money to move his business forward…in this instance Via Location…(Via Truck Rental)…spent many a happy hour at Leyx`s…and a few hard ones at Vias offices in La Defense!
Cheerio for now.
Tales from the Saddle…(as we all seem to have enjoyed motorcycles)…
Must have been the summer of `59…warm…and I owned a Triumph Twin…and a smart blue suit…
My date…my goodness…a tight black top…yellow “stick out skirt”…supported by layers of underskirt…legs that went on and on…and on…(honestly)!
The venue Wolverhamptons Civic Hall…for a night of dance…and later■■?
I rode smoothly…she had declined my offer of goggles…(crash helmets, you must be joking)…for her black beaufont hair could never be accommodated under such a device… The eyes made up as ancient Cleopatra…
I rode with skill…quickly…around each corner with aplomb…(mindfull of the vulnerability of my winkle prickers to contact with the municipalities Tarmac)…
We arrived, I rested my steed upon her side stand, my date dismounted, so did I…I looked…her rampant Beaufont was now at 45 degrees, and full of the remenants of any summers evening insect population…so cruelly struck down , so they stuck in…(so to speak)…And the eyes…so exotic at the journeys start…now resembled the art of a demented signwriter let loose upon some hated Fodens flank…
We stared at each other…horror dawned…she struck me…(and how)
Let another love lost…but that Triumph was a gem to ride…and ride her I did…
Away to my Bollinger…have a great weekend…
Cheerio for now.
Saviem:
Tales from the Saddle…(as we all seem to have enjoyed motorcycles)…Must have been the summer of `59…warm…and I owned a Triumph Twin…and a smart blue suit…
My date…my goodness…a tight black top…yellow “stick out skirt”…supported by layers of underskirt…legs that went on and on…and on…(honestly)!
The venue Wolverhamptons Civic Hall…for a night of dance…and later■■?
I rode smoothly…she had declined my offer of goggles…(crash helmets, you must be joking)…for her black beaufont hair could never be accommodated under such a device… The eyes made up as ancient Cleopatra…
I rode with skill…quickly…around each corner with aplomb…(mindfull of the vulnerability of my winkle prickers to contact with the municipalities Tarmac)…
We arrived, I rested my steed upon her side stand, my date dismounted, so did I…I looked…her rampant Beaufont was now at 45 degrees, and full of the remenants of any summers evening insect population…so cruelly struck down , so they stuck in…(so to speak)…And the eyes…so exotic at the journeys start…now resembled the art of a demented signwriter let loose upon some hated Fodens flank…
We stared at each other…horror dawned…she struck me…(and how)
Let another love lost…but that Triumph was a gem to ride…and ride her I did…
Away to my Bollinger…have a great weekend…
Cheerio for now.
Back on form John!!! The Saviem we all admire and aspire to emulate 
Hope the Triumph was red and throbbing 
Best wishes on the health issue. Ps. I’m still looking for that shot of the Star Flyer. 
Regards Kev.
We all did it, John. To greater or lesser degrees! When I returned to bikes around fifteen years ago after last riding in the 60s I was amazed at the power, brakes and comfort of modern bikes. But there was something missing.
Saviem:
Evening all,Benkku your drawings are always a delight Thank you.
Fergie, that Renault was a “fainart”, “lazy” underfloor engine, still built at Blainville up to the late `60s.But that TR250 6x4 really is an odd ball!
I first came across these at Robert Leyx, Avenue Louis Roche, Gennervilliers, (next to the Fridgidare Works). They were an “interim” heavy haulier…26 tonne tractor, 70 tonne gtw…(and a lot more)!
The back bogie was off the big GBH 6x4, and they were very short in the leg @ 2.9 m wb. The 12 litre 06.35.40 provided 250 hp, some of Leyx`s, (later Scales, &Scalex), had the raised sleeper portion for a true double sleeper…those Relax cabs were comfortable.
Robert Leyx was one of the first to use other peoples money to move his business forward…in this instance Via Location…(Via Truck Rental)…spent many a happy hour at Leyx`s…and a few hard ones at Vias offices in La Defense!
Cheerio for now.
Thanks for the info John…that little Renault was quite a “pretty” looking lorry, if a lorry could ever be called pretty ! I wonder if it was well thought of by the drivers of the day.
Retired Old ■■■■:
We all did it, John. To greater or lesser degrees! When I returned to bikes around fifteen years ago after last riding in the 60s I was amazed at the power, brakes and comfort of modern bikes. But there was something missing.
Are you still riding ROF ? What you got ?..
“But there was something missing”…, yep, oil leaks ! + brakes, magnetos, dissapearing head lights ( normally at full chat on the darkest nights) points, broken cables, and handling !
And for us…ex army gauntlets, cork filled skid-lids, Barbour jackets, centurian goggles (misted up at the first sign of damp), oily jeans, (from the engine) and leaking leather boots with sea boots socks…everything either flapped or leaked…how did we ever pull the birds lookin like that…
Well as a few on here obviously have or had an interest in two wheels before getting involved with trucks I have another recollection on this subject. It involved a couple of mates one who rode a bathtub Triumph speed twin and the other an oil spewing and very noisy and not fast Norton Jubilee, they were on there way back from Salisbury and had to make a right turn of the main road to home. The unfortunate incident was that my mate who was on the Norton collided with the rear of the Triumph, now this would not have been so bad if he had leather boots on but he had the common of the day substitute of welly boots with thick white sea socks. Unfortunately his toes went up the exaust pipe, any ways he was rushed to Hospital only for them to discover two central toes were missing, a call was made and when starting the Triumph out blew the said toes wrapped in a bit of boot, these were rushed to the ward in ice but time had elapsed and nothing could be done to repair. He did return to riding a bike but this time with proper boots but it took him six months to learn to walk again. The moral of this tale was always wear the correct protective equipment, but I remember when I first rode crash helmuts were not even law, cheers Buzzer.
Buzzer:
Well as a few on here obviously have or had an interest in two wheels before getting involved with trucks I have another recollection on this subject. It involved a couple of mates one who rode a bathtub Triumph speed twin and the other an oil spewing and very noisy and not fast Norton Jubilee, they were on there way back from Salisbury and had to make a right turn of the main road to home. The unfortunate incident was that my mate who was on the Norton collided with the rear of the Triumph, now this would not have been so bad if he had leather boots on but he had the common of the day substitute of welly boots with thick white sea socks. Unfortunately his toes went up the exaust pipe, any ways he was rushed to Hospital only for them to discover two central toes were missing, a call was made and when starting the Triumph out blew the said toes wrapped in a bit of boot, these were rushed to the ward in ice but time had elapsed and nothing could be done to repair. He did return to riding a bike but this time with proper boots but it took him six months to learn to walk again. The moral of this tale was always wear the correct protective equipment, but I remember when I first rode crash helmuts were not even law, cheers Buzzer.
OOOOOOOOOWWWWCCCCCCHHHHHHH…makes you’re eyes water just thinking about it John…
