the lorry driver
Love them or hate them the lorry and its driver is a apart of everybodies daily live. They collected the milk from the farm that you are pouring on your cereal, they delivered the fuel that is your car that you are driving to work. They delivered the chairs that you sit on at work, they delivered the food to the shop where you are buying your sandwich for lunch. What ever your feelings about them, they play a major part of our life’s.
I cant think of anything that does not travel by lorry, ok maybe not electricity then but how many items that comes to your house have not journeyed on a lorry as part of their travel?
Much of my early life has involved lorries, my dad was a lorry driver and many a school summer holidays (and many other days as well) was spent sat in the passenger seat as he drove the lorry around the south of England delivering to farms (company he worked for delivered grain and animal feed). In time I started working for the same company in the garage servicing the lorries for a few years. I then moved out to Australia for 18 months servicing a fleet of refuge trucks. That was the last time I had any direct contact with trucks, I have had a few jobs since that have seen me loading or unloading lorries.
The picture below is the earliest type of lorry I can remember my dad driving, I don’t know if he drove this actual one I know there were three of them based at Poole in Dorset and he drove one of them for a while, the lorry in the picture was registered in 1963 and I am guessing I can remember dad driving one around 1967\68 (I never got to work on the lorry below but they still had one of those trailers and that was in the early 1980’s)
The reason for this reminiscing is my dad died 11 years ago on the 10th Nov. I never took up the lorry driving (although I did drive the lorries around the Poole site which gave me a small insight into driving them), I left the driving to my younger brother who pasted his HGV 1 test the day before dad died and now drives up and down the country in a custom painted Mercedes articulated lorry.
The first picture is a close up of the “The Hangover”, which my brother drives. Named and painted after the film The Hangover The second picture shows all three custom painted lorries on the Dalton Fleet, the other two being Rocky and The Avengers. This picture was taken at a benefit run in support of a local girl (Southampton where Daltons are based) who had died from cancer (hence the pink ribbons on the front). The final picture show that these lorries are not just for show they have to earn a living and here they are parked up at Lymm Truck stop on their way to Scotland a couple of weeks ago.
While many lorries driver go to work on a Monday morning and are back home for tea that night, many lorry drivers leave home one days and then don’t return home again for five or six days. Some lorry drivers even drive overnight, how do you think you got that parcel delivered to you on next day delivery??
So the next time you are about to shout at a lorry that is holding you up, think before you shout at it, because without that lorry many of the things you take for granted in your life may not be there if that lorry was not trundling along in front of you.
Drive safely everybody