The depot BR crew bus.

[Lurch]

4 hours ago, BernardTPM said:

All Astra vans had front wheel drive.

 

I'm going to assume the new paragraph was about another vehicle, the "outrageous amounts of power" doesn't fit with the previous one about BR Astra Vans!

[seraphim]

2 hours ago, Lurch said:

 

I'm going to assume the new paragraph was about another vehicle, the "outrageous amounts of power" doesn't fit with the previous one about BR Astra Vans!

My apologies for being unclear. The Astra van was a diesel and certainly did not have outrageous amounts of power. It also only seemed to have one gear when some people drove it.

 

The on-call car was a Ford Sierra crossed with an Audi Quattro. 

 

I was once stopped by the Constabulary driving a BR Ford Escort. It said British Rail in huge letters across the back window. First question - 'Is this your car, Sir?'

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2 hours ago, seraphim said:

 

I was once stopped by the Constabulary driving a BR Ford Escort. It said British Rail in huge letters across the back window. First question - 'Is this your car, Sir?'

 

I was once stopped not long after I'd passed my test in my dad's car - a Hillman Hunter- " is this your car sir" 

to which I replied no - there was at least 30 seconds of silence, I don't think he'd ever had that answer before! But he then said  "what's in the boot sir" - I replied I don't know, "why not" - well its not my car!

 

[Wheatley]

3 hours ago, seraphim said:

I was once stopped by the Constabulary driving a BR Ford Escort. It said British Rail in huge letters across the back window. First question - 'Is this your car, Sir?'

I had that too ! "Yes officer, my name is "Regional Railways NE Operations". 

 

Earlier in the day I and a delivery van driver behind me were first on the scene of a car and caravan jack-knifed across lanes 1 and 2 of the M6 just south of Killington Lake. I phoned the police while the other van driver got the shocked but unhurt occupants of the car out, in the passenger's case by physically picking her up and dumping her over the crash barrier, then we waved the traffic down.  The police arrived in fine style a few minutes later. So later that afternoon I was trundling into Penrith on the empty and ruler-straight(ish) A6 at a speed somewhat faster than my cleaning gang mates in my earlier story, and had slowed down a lot but was still going a bit too fast as I passed the 30mph signs.  

 

Out jumps the nice policeman with his radar gun and we do the whole "Is this your vehicle?" thing. 

"No it belongs to the railway"

"Do you know how fast you were going ?"

"A bit over 30?"

"You were doing 39 sir". Then he looked again at the van.

"Were you on the M6 this morning ?"

"Yes"

"Caravan on its side just south of 37 - did you phone it in ?"

"Yes"

"Good job there. Just steady it down a bit son".