We really do transport EVERYTHING (except Walrusses, FF)
This Classic '70s Bond Bug went to a very happy young raddish farmer in the south east of the Netherlands from its original home in Northhampton.
He already has a Reliant Robin and was chuffed to bits with his latest acquisition this morning.

South side of Rotterdam. Not allowed through the tunnel there (Botlek) with hazardous loads so have to leave the motorway just before and use this old bridge.
It's quite an interesting construction, all counter weights and laws-of-physics stuff going on there.
Extremely smooth operation too.

Well that was pretty darn convincing!
Now all you need to do is just try not to let him get shot eh?
Blazing Saddles was way ahead of its time and there's a new sheriff in town!

The two (ex-army) British drivers at Huisman NL (Andy & me) with truck-sized Poppies.

The Boetster & I are spending the day learning about how to go about starting our own business.
Once a year they hold this "Starters Day" in a number of congress centres throughout the country.
We've sat through a couple of seminars and managed to stay awake, so far. The one on income tax and VAT was particularly "taxing".
A few questions answered, a few more questions created.
Lots to do still before I place my order for my first Bentley.
:-)

The royalties check arrived from "Blurb" this morning!
Only about six months late, but still. Hooraaaay!!
Maggie's drawings have earned €157.00 (so far) for the Elimination of Leukaemia Fund.
Here's the LINK to the original post, if anyone's not sure what this is about.

The book's still available, the link to Blurb's bookstore is on the post at the end of the above link.

Now I just have to figure a way of getting this to the ELF account without incurring huge international transaction costs. It's a personal check, can I just cash it over the counter at any bank? does it have to be RBS? then I could just pay it back over the counter into the ELF account.
Any suggestions anyone?
(it's been ages since I've had to deal with a paper check)

Just outside Aylesbury yesterday.
And, of course, it caused complete chaos in the area for the entire day.

Navan, Republic of Ireland,
two lanes leading out of the town, I'm in the left lane going up a hill with a large sweeping curve to the left, about 70 degrees.
As you round the bend there are large white arrows painted on the road surface indicating that the left lane has become the lane for turning left only at the traffic lights some 50meters ahead.
There are no roadsigns prior to the bend.
I want to proceed straight across the lights so need to filter to the right of the two lanes which is now the only one for straight on. I indicate right.
A large white coach is travelling next to me, I let it's rear end pass my right mirror (remember I'm left hand drive on the left side of the road) and start to move over as there's a substantial gap behind the coach.
We're all braking steadily at this stage as the lights we're approaching have turned red.
The coach stops with my vehicle only partly across into that right hand lane. I'm stopped then at an angle across two lanes with the front of my vehicle mostly in the right lane, behind the coach, and the rear of the trailer still in the left lane, at an angle.
When the lights change and the bus moves off I follow it on. There's a beeping of a horn somewhere to the right of me and I see a white car 3/4 of the way up the trailer and dropping back as we pull away.
While I've been at an angle across the lanes, stationary at the lights, he's rounded the corner in the right hand lane and instead of stopping short of the rear of my trailer he's squeezed as far up the side as he can, "protecting" his presumed place behind the bus.
A non-event as far as I'm concerned, bit of a squeeze in traffic, no harm done, off we go then.
Ten minutes later, the other side of Kells, a Garde car passes me and indicates that I should pull over. Routine check, thinks I, but no sweat- I've had plenty of rest and haven't been in any hurry all day, 70kmh between towns.
Three Garde get out and accuse me of all kinds of carnage and mayhem! I have no idea what they're on about! The way they were carrying on you'd think I'd left a trail of dead school children in my wake.
I was arrested on suspicion of dangerous driving and take to the Garde barracks in Kells where I was "processed" into the system (all possessions taken away, shoes off, one phone call allowed).
It transpires that the feller in the white car along side of me has phoned-in a complaint about me and the local Garde have deployed at speed to apprehend "the Dutch bastard".
At no stage was I either interviewed or asked to make a statement.
The feller in the white car was called to the barracks and interviewed for a statement, after which I was formally charged with both "Dangerous Driving" and a lesser charge of "Driving Without Due Care And Attention".
There's a "fast court" in session in Navan and they manage to get this case tagged onto today's list so I'm brought immediately to the court.
On the way there, in the car and at the court offices I manage to have a few words with the prosecuting officer and tell him my side of what (never) happened.
He totally agreed with me that there really wasn't much, if anything, to answer for but as long as the complainant wished to continue then he had to put it before the Judge and let him decide.
They offered to drop the charge of Dangerous Driving, which carries a possible prison sentence, huge fines and driving bans, if I pled guilty to the lesser charge of Driving Without Due Care And Attention which would only be a fine.
The lawyer I was appointed told me she was pretty certain that this Judge would find me guilty whatever the charge, he always does, she said, your a truck driver and a foreign one too. So she's advised me to plead guilty to the lesser offence and take the smaller fine.
I phoned Huisman again for advice and was told it was my choice, not much they could do for me, call when you've got it sorted. Well thanks a bunch.
So "my" Garde sits in the dock, I'm just standing around to one side somewhere while his evidence is given: "the witness stated this, the witness saw that" (not at all hearsay then?) but he was putting a positive slant on his evidence, in my favour.
"speed was not a factor"
"he was indicating throughout"
"this incident comes in right at the bottom of the scale of things"
"no actual harm came to anyone"
"there is a significant blind spot in that area of the vehicle" etc etc
So I'm thinking that things are going quite well.
The judge then leans back and says "fifteen hundred euro or ninety days detention"
My lawyer managed to persuade him to come down to 1000 as that was the maximum I was able to get out of the cash machine (they have no facility to transfer money electronically, bloody third world country)
So, 150 payed to the lawyer for her troubles and I'm returned to the truck.
Six hours later.
Hopefully I'll never have to visit Ireland again and I'd advise anyone else to think twice about going there. A third world country pretending to be "western" and "civilized".
Still a long way to go, in my opinion.