Not really, it is nice to have a nice clean truck to drive, noncy curtains etc etc, thats your perogative, for someone elses pleisure as well as your own, and i thank you for that. On a positive note, i will continue to break the law, as i have on many occasions past and present, and smoking is one of them.
We did however have o licences back in the 60s, we did have enforcement ( although they were more lenient ) and possibly took a back hander. Times change, and in all honesty i prefer the old days, where we had proper guvnors, not college trained kids who dont know one end of a truck to the other, or maybe never been in one, bosses who would give you a right hander if you crossed him, but one things for sure, you knew where you stood, and were respected, and whatever you did, sure as hell the boss has done it too. The drivers had more respect for each other, would actually talk to each other, help each other, would not be afraid to mix, unlike today, where drivers prefer to be on their own. The only thing that bothers me is Harrys age predicament of when we will drop ( 67 ) F.me harry, only 1 year to go, i`m frightened, better start to change my ways…
Its whats in your heart…at the time i thought it was a great name when someone called me it…so kept it…your only young once…so the boy bit sounds better than truckyman or whatever takes your fancy…and i have seen a lot worse…i had different thoughts when the internet came about, got this name, and didnt want to change it…too much hastle…and keeps me in touch with the transport side so to speak…trucks…trucky…oh well…its here to stay.
Wheel Nut:
I want to go in a pub to talk loudly, drink decent beer and smoke. I don’t want to watch football replays every night or mind my P’s and Q’s while a family eats a meal next to the bar on a two for one deal. Bring back the smoking room, ban pubs from selling food and let those who want to watch telly buy a case of White Diamond from Aldi.
Well said that man!
When the smoking ban was introduced, there was plenty of bollox talked about all those poor non-smokers who now had the freedom to go and enjoy pubs… except that by and large it’s never happened because one half of them don’t drink either 'cos they’re either health freaks or just too mean, and the other half’s allergic to anyone having a good time, consequently the British boozer’s a dying institution. The Dutch have got the right idea, you can smoke in some of the smaller bars if they’re privately owned. It should be up to the individual landlord.
And if parents really must inflict their screaming ill-behaved nappy-fillers on the general public, at least force the little sods to sit still instead of running riot in the pub!
Our friends run a bar in Holland and they had to sack the staff to make it a smokers bar again, they don’t employ anyone but the girl works for nothing and they buy her anything she needs to the value of a barmans wage
Another problem in this area is that there is a byelaw where we cannot drink on the street, there is also a council ban on music being played when the doors are open. This creates other problems as all the smokers are forever in and out of the front door and we have minesweepers in the pub, either that or the girls drinks get spiked with Rohypnol
Wheel Nut:
Our friends run a bar in Holland and they had to sack the staff to make it a smokers bar again, they don’t employ anyone but the girl works for nothing and they buy her anything she needs to the value of a barmans wage
Another problem in this area is that there is a byelaw where we cannot drink on the street, there is also a council ban on music being played when the doors are open. This creates other problems as all the smokers are forever in and out of the front door and we have minesweepers in the pub, either that or the girls drinks get spiked with Rohypnol
I went to Amsterdam a couple of years ago, just a one-nighter with the missus after a European Harley club presidents conference in Utrecht. Noticed that the Dutch have an ingenious answer to the ban on drinking outside; the law states that you can’t stand outside and drink so many of the bars have fold-down seats outside as the law don’t forbid you to sit and drink.
I was in Den Haag last August, just after they’d relaxed the smoking ban; spent one evening in a bar, pint mug of Heineken in one hand and a roll-up in the other, decent music on the juke box, no snotty-nosed kids running around and nice people to talk to. Just like it used to be in this country before the do-gooders ■■■■■■ it up.
