Great pics Pat. Love the old trucks, full of character. Sounds like 'the good ol' days' and they were good by the sound of it.
Clive, the scraper is a twin powered Euclid,In those days made by General Motors with 2 Detroit 2 stroke diesels.I think they were either 6/53 or 6/71Love the old photos Pat, a bit of nostalgia to see the RB rope operated face shovel and the box scraper. What make is that? It doesn't look like a Cat or Terex...
Shayne, I recon you're due to receive 2 pensions from the state!
On the subject of food intake, IMO, if you're active, sugar gets burned off. On injestion, sugar transforms to glucose and it's pure energy. Burn it and you're OK.
For 20 years plus, I had 1 meal a day at about 8:00 pm. Doctors will say that's not good, but it never seemed to do me any harm, I have no stomach ulcers or anything remotely connected to that lifestyle. Of course I drank tea and coffee with sugar in it, so from waking in the morning till food in the evening I was managing on the sugars in the drinks, but I never felt any ill-effects.
Now, I still can't stomach breakfast (except at weekends at about 10:00 am) but my main meal is at lunchtime, with a snack type meal at 7-8:00 pm when I get home. These days I'm hungry at 12:30, so a lunchtime meal is ideal.
Eat when you're hungry, I say, not to any set time.
Great pics Pat. Love the old trucks, full of character. Sounds like 'the good ol' days' and they were good by the sound of it.
Clive, the scraper is a twin powered Euclid,In those days made by General Motors with 2 Detroit 2 stroke diesels.I think they were either 6/53 or 6/71
which meant6 cylinder and either 53 or 71 cu\inch per cylinder.
Bedford trucks also used the same motors in some models.Pat
Had a tale told to me by a chippy I worked with.
He was working on a job where there was a plumber with a great mop of ginger hair just finishing off installing one of the old oil fired 'Wallflame" boilers and was commissioning it. The house had a separate boilerhouse and there was another chippy hanging the boilerhouse door.
My mate said he was working in the loft when he heard this muffled WHUMP!! Come from outside. He got out of the loft and rushed down and outside to find the other chippy laying in his back with the boilerhouse door on top of him. The plumber then emerged from the smokey boilerhouse, black from head to foot save for his mop of ginger hair.
"Funny" he said "it always does that"
He had been trying to light the boiler for quite a while when it finally caught.