Evening all,
WOW!
Where does one start with this memory overload?..The Pinder Circus “power centre” on a true Bernard lorry…Camels from Carcosonne…(Robert be serious)…you must know this operator…Unic…so beautiful to behold…so fragile to operate…but that V8 had a heart so strong…and has there ever been a more beautiful lorry than the “Long Bonneted” Izoard, Galibier, or Auvergne?..even if Phillip Charbonneaux had to re design the original…to stop it falling to pieces!..Les Trois Moustaches…boy could they droop!!!
But Les Routiers…Fergie, surely any of us from “over here”, when confronted by the average Routiers, would just not believe it!..Personally I hated the “digs” in the UK…“ring ahead for a bed”…what sort of bed…warm from the last driver…dirty…flea bitten…greasy food…quantity…but never quality…Beer…nearest Pub, (to dull the senses of what you were about to endure…and pay for…Boy, did I hate night outs in the UK…and Im sure that most of you who drove the roads of Europe in the 60s and
70s would agree.
My first encounter was at a little Routier outside of Auxerre,…B… tired, I parked at the end of a long line of , (seemingly enormous), French lorries, and nervously entered the little Café…I can still remember the taste of that Salad of Tomato, and the Veal Cutlet…and a Café…al for the price of a “greasy spoon” sausage egg and chips!..That was the day that I knew that I would never ever go back to 2nd class…as a lorry driver in La Belle, you had some status…unlike the UK…and as Fergie states…ones hours of work were “human”!!!
Favourites, we all had them, The Belle Air, atop the Col De Rochport, Chez Jo at Hautvilliers, countless ones around Les Halles, and Sebastopol…(all life was here)…The first Kir…Biere Pression…the company…the tales…the friends made…
Then I discovered, (and quite by chance), the Hotels Commercials…for the economy of France was founded upon legions of travelling salesmen…and every town had a Commercial Hotel…room rates similar to the Routiers, but more mixed clientel…A memorable night in Saint Jean La Maurien with a Coffin Salesman, and a bi lingual salesman in ladies corsetry…two more lorry drivers…and a salesman for Velo Solex Mopeds…I can still remember us all, struggling to find the light switches to illuminate our way to our respective" chambres"…without awaking “madame”…at some rather ungodly hour!!!
And you could park your Camion without fear in the Town Square, or side road …and no one thought about it at all.
That “Moyen Orient” version of the Saviem European cab really came about because of “our” links with Transports VIT, (Valenton International Transports)…I really must write a bit about them …(if I do not bore you all)…but that was a great conversion…A/C, Fridge/Freezer, water supply, sink, single burner cooker, and a raised bunk…all in the cab with an internal volume +23% on the KB42 Berliet cab!..oh and 600kgs lighter! I think that we showed one at the Scottish Motor Show around `76…
And my friends at ONATRA…there is a story to be told…and their links to VIT…so regular into the Middle East …rather like a bus service…I am privelaged to still attend the reunions of ONATRA…and the last one for VIT…perhaps France`s real hauliers to the Middle East.
Another story, for another night…but those pictures sure do evoke some wonderful memories…not least DEANBs Saviem UK advert for the 36.280…introduced to the UK because we kept telling the …less than responsive…(ex Leyland), Marketing head of Renault Truck and Bus…that a light 36/38 tonne unit was the best one for the UK…and “we” simply derated the tyre equipment on the 36.280 TUT turbo 6 cylinder tractor to 11.22.5s and the UK had a real “screamer”…only those of you who drove/ran these lorries could appreciate the whooping/ screaming turbo whistle as the giddy up go actually got going…but that was a real pleasure to hear as you slipped through that delightful ZF AK 680 splitter 12 speed box…quick on the road…and easy on the diesel…and comfortable to drive…so easy any lady could get the best from them…a much underated lorry in the UK…
But the Poles purchased them in quantity…and the French ran the Middle East easily with them…
ABollinge to cool my nerves I think…
Happy memories…
Cheerio for now.