Those were the days, a cold draught up your trouser legs from the pedal holes, rattles from almost everything in the cab and frozen finger tips, just looking forward to summer and one brown arm, sitting in an oven with that little air vent sucking in diesel fumes, I’m now deaf from the engine noise, bad knee from the clutch, arthritis in the shoulder from the gearbox, and I wouldn’t have changed it for all the bacon sandwiches in the world.
My God. Look at the film quality and the digitization of the source material! Absolutely breathtaking. Congratulations to the people behind this digital production, and the original producers too.
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my dad was a lorry driver 1960s and70s in my school holidays i would go with him been all over england scotland and wales got some great memories those were the days
I too, used to go with my father on the lorry during the summer holidays from 2010 to 2017 when I was in school, until Health and Safety got involved and put an end to that. I know that going on the lorry is not as good as it was back then, but I was so depressed when they stopped me, as well as other lads going. Only for going on the lorry with my father, I would have visited nowhere. I would still rather be back in the 1970's to the 1990's (despite how bad things people say they were (Nowadays is worse)).
Mr.D1980 Had a similar incident but got around it by standing in the dark cold street waiting for him to come out of the yard and if he saw another wagon from the same company I used to duck down ,this would be 1969 or 70 , Smedleys foods,Farnworth , Parker’s Transport Bolton, British Road Services also Bolton . Great times and anywhere from Portsmouth,London ,up to the Lakes ,Newcastle,Scotland , Once jumped out to ask directions and collapsed as it was that cold in the cab my legs froze😂😂👍
@@ronniebiggs4026 I could sneak onto the lorry, the only problem is that there's cameras all over the cab so the transport manager would know I was there and it could cause my father to get the sack. At least back then, there was no camera's in the cab of the lorry, so you get away with it.
Mr.D1980 Yup I talking of an era Of Bedfords ,Ford D series ,ERF, Dodge , Guy, Scammell, Foden , Atkinson ect . No night heaters (Cab Hotel) no bunks so I slept on the floor , Bed and breakfast in a terrace house ,or big dormitory’s full of blokes coughing or rolling in pissed , The good old days . Have you been on Trucknet on the web ?
A Driver named Wally and clear roads out of the city's...Well its a far far cry from those Days now let alone someone on TV being interviewed called Wally! Brilliant and only in England
1920s-80s drivers "we're getting fucked over but I know we'll at least have a steady job and respect and some adventure, cafe culture, a decent wage and my wife is happy with the family, and my son's say they'll follow in my footsteps, I'm proud me🙂" 2000s-present drivers "I go Romania in Britain, I no money, UK racist, council flat cost money for me nine child, I go Calais, good money coming Africans to UK in back lorry😩"
Great, these roadside cafe's were the hangouts for rockers and bikers. The only places they were let in. You can see a line of bikes parked at the cafe in this fiml .
Me too - with my dad who used to drive for Atlas Express funnily enough. Dad sadly past away just last week aged 83... and yet strangely enough, I've just found this Atlas Express video today! He would have loved it...bless.
@@glenncole7721 sorry to here that Glenn, i too used to go with my dad, away all week and i loved it back in the early 90's, great having all those fry ups and best tea in the world was at 6 am on his little gas stove before we set off.
@@leejames1792 They were happy days Lee and I shall cherish the memories of dad forever. I remember those roadside transport cafes well and the mountain of cooked breakfast on my plate - all for just a few bob! Happy days. All the best Lee.
My Farther was a Furniture Removalist and I can remember many a Breakfast with him in a Cafe near his Depot. Usually I had a Hot Mug of Tea and a Bacon Sandwich. On one particular morning I had a 2nd Bacon Sandwich and the Cafe Owner didn’t charge My Father for it. I will always remember the Cafe Owner Saying how good it was to see his Bacon Sandwich being “really appreciated”. Only did it once as usually One Sandwich was enough, but on that morning I must have been particularly hungry.
ROFL at 01:00 Sloshing the old diesel about then having a smoke doing the tyres a couple of feet away. I was born in 64 really missed the old days. Everything seemed so much simpler back then.
Ah the days when a lorry driver wore a tie to work and used coveralls to stay clean and neat. Some of these old trucks had no heating so the driver would lift the engine cowling in the cab and let the warm air flow through from the motor.
A bit before my time but men wore ties and looked natty around the clock. I drive a taxi in San Francisco and people think I'm a total throwback because I wear a tie and greatcoat. How is the state of men's style today? Don't get me fucking started.
“In this truck is a man whose latent genius, if unleashed, would rock the nation, whose dynamic energy would overpower those around him. Better let him sleep?”
Where is Wallys MDT, his digital tachograph, his driving performance indicator and the 10 cameras attached to the truck including the one looking right up his nose in case he does anything wrong?
I remember going into Jocks café in Colnbrook with my dad during the school summer holidays , he drove for a small family haulage company going to the BOC depot near Wembley ( still there i think) then to Distillers (now gone) at Hammersmith during the 60s & 70s , i drove artics for 20yrs but gave up eventually couldn't cope with the long hours .
It's incredible how many cafes there were. They were everywhere. Along the A30 Berkshire/Surrey way they were every couple of miles. You could still see lots in the 70s but most were gone.
8.39-8.51 is Lewisham High St. South London,with the Clock Tower in the background and what looks like an 89 on it's way back to Lewisham bus station from it's journey to Bexleyheath
I quite often demonstrate to my students the flammability of petrol to my students with a cigarette... it makes for a nice laugh in what is a course that is otherwise boring as bat crap. first, I take them outside and I pour some fuel into a bucket, then I scare the crap out of them, by lighting up a cigarette and throwing it straight into the liquid after a few puffs. does it explode or burn? no, because it's the gasses and fumes that are flammable not the actual liquid.
My job exactly, apart from I have to load my trailer and then once I've arrived at other end unload and reload of the the return trip, And they say we have made progress over the years.
I'm an OTR driver myself and I can tell you, except for the fox on the magazine and the cigarettes, not a thing has changed 🤣 This could be 1960s UK or last week in Wyoming! It's dudes like me, and chaps like him, always.
This is a reposted video... I made same comment when this vid was first posted about 5 years ago and one of the kids on the front seat(!) replied to say that the Ford Zodiac actually belonged to the boss of the firm..and was just borrowed/used for the film!!
That's right! And easy to overturn the rig if you U-turned too fast. Also, if the park brake on the trailer wasn't set, when you attempted to couple up the unit, the landing wheels would collapse and then you had to find a suitable jack or forklift to lift the nose of the trailer to reset the coupling. DAMHIK!
😊 - the old vehicles, buildings and (in my case) the mercury vapour arc and the experimental fluorescent street lights - the fluorescent ones have made a recent comeback due to environmental concern
That expression ....." artic" ...... used to hear it all the time. In those days there must've been a hell of a lot of paper kicking around the system.
In those days after being stopped by MoT Inspectors it was a thumbs up. These days after being stopped by VOSA it's a middle finger salute as you pull away.
An early outing for Sean Connery. When it was first released he wasn’t the headline star. It was a Stanley Baker film and Connery was way down the list behind Herbert Lom and Patrick Mcgoohan. Then he did Bond and he got the ‘Star’ head billing. It was filmed at Chalfont Sand and Gravel. I used to run all over that place with my air rifle, and the road they raced down was Potkiln Lane in Jordan’s, just up from my childhood home. I used to cycle it all the time.
@@richardbrown6565 from what I remember Patrick Mcgoohan was playing the works bully who Baker had a scrap with over his chair,Baker was an ex con trying to keep a low profile.Wilfrid Lawson l think played the best role as a mechanic who took Baker for a test drive to see if he was suitably wreckless enough for the job ,quality.
There's a classical harmonica. Given the year it could be either Larry Adler or Tommy Reilly who were top of the tree at the time. The BBC's Navy Lark was broadcast at the time of this film used harmonica and the film Genevieve from 1953 also featured it.
...Aye, gone are the days when All one had to do was feel & touch the tyres with your fingers. Job done, none of these electronic gadgets, even kicking the tyre says to onlookers. People believed the mechanic and paid up. Money for old rope???
@@MeaHeaR Yep, that's Chiesman's and Tower House (the Co-Op) on the left. The squat building that quickly disappears behind the bus is the old post office.
@@alanm5939 I usto live in the Ferrier Estate Kidbrooke SE3 or SE 15 I think , usto go to Thomas Tallis school rode my Chopper and Carlton bike to Greenwich
Wally gets a ‘Safe Driving Certificate’ ...then ....goes home & takes his family out in the car putting his wife in the back with NO SEAT BELT whilst HOLDING their BABY on her LAP & allows his other young CHILD to sit in the FRONT SEAT with NO SEAT BELT ..... What a Wally!....
Young man, because that is what you must be if you did not know there were NO SEAT BELTS fitted to cars of this era and children in the front seat was normal.
