I was flitting around the interweave earlier and I came across this… …it was on a site put together by a traveller called Dave (Traveller Homes) with loads of photos of travellers buses, trucks, caravans and the like. Great memory laning for me. This lobster van was my first ever travelling home – an old… Continue reading Look what I found…
Category: vehicles
Ancient history part 1
There was a time when I used to set fire to myself for a living. It didn’t pay very well but the benefits were good – I didn’t have to shave very often (any part of my body), I had a great deal at the local hardware store for paraffin and wicks and I always… Continue reading Ancient history part 1
New toys…
I have new toys. I have finally dived into the dslr market (at the deep end incidentally, still slightly in shock) and got myself a shiny camera. The intention being to get some loverly shots of all my friends doing stupid things in the sea on surfboards. This will obviously involve more beachtime than I’ve… Continue reading New toys…
Home again, home again…
Due to extended exposure to big, wobbly, drunken people in an enclosed environment followed by 11 hours of driving a large truck through the heat of Spain. I have nothing to say. Here is a doodle I was playing with whilst locked in my cabin. I may well turn it into a wallpaper and upload… Continue reading Home again, home again…
Back on the boat again…
I’ve been on the Pride of Bilbao more times in the last fifteen years than is good for one human being. It runs from Portsmouth to the north coast of Spain day in day out all year round. There are 11 decks, 5 restaurants, 4 bars, 2 cinemas and a swimming pool. There is cabaret,… Continue reading Back on the boat again…
Duel…
I’m driving a 7.5 ton truck – it’s not an 18 wheeler, articulated tractor unit that rattles double glazing units and puts fear into the hearts of zimmer bound pedestrians – but it’s still a truck. You need to climb into the cab – you have to park in the big spaces in service stations.… Continue reading Duel…
Mmm shiny…
I’ve just picked up my loverly truck from the oficina. Now it’s a loverly shiny truck with new oil and grease and tyres and all that stuff. If trucks could smile it would be grinning from mirror to mirror. It’s been a few years since it went to the day spa for trucks so I… Continue reading Mmm shiny…
Are we nearly there yet?
At the end of last summer when the evenings seemed to be hotter than the days I got a call from an airport payphone. There was a party planned for that evening in between the trucks and vans – a barbecue, a few drinks and some mellow sounds. Only something seemed to be missing –… Continue reading Are we nearly there yet?