DJ Davies / More Family History (Past Picture Post)

Hello one and all. Thanks for engaging and watching my latest video, means a lot all the kindness I get.

So as many will know I’ve had something like 20 jobs in my working life and being restless is a trait I got from Dad! I often think how much easier it would be if I was sort who could be content with one job but my overactive mind sabotages any chance of that! 9 years at Virginia was something of a one off!

After we moved to Wales Dad worked for various companies in the Nineties but not least of them was DJ Davies. From Pencader they are/were a famous old name in transport. They gave up running trucks many years ago but surprisingly as it’s a rare occurrence they started running trucks again (they always kept the warehousing). Sadly though they haven’t resurrected their lovely old livery and are now white and blue.

Dad drive several lorries here, a twinsteer 2800 (remember how old DAF twinsteers used to sit up at front?) , the fleet flagship (almost) 3600 that he only had two weeks before a part timer rolled it and wrote it off! And this, one of my favourite lorries of Dads. Always a fan of the look of the Roadtrain and the DAF bars on from improve an already handsome truck.

I spent many days in a DJ Davies Truck, esp when he started talking on international work. They had a wide variety of work, they’re one of those proper general haulage companies that seem ever rarer these days. One memorable trip was a trip to Spain in the Leyland DAF 80. Trips like that are still enjoyable now after 20+ years a driver myself but leaving the yard in the passenger seat and pointing it towards Spain was impossibly exciting for teenage me. If your life does flash before your eyes as you die I’ll die smiling thanks to memories like this.

Have a great day all

Logs to Shotton was handy as it ties up with fertiliser back load from Ellsmere Port is it? Big fertiliser plant. From hauling logs off Welsh forests....

To crossing borders and mountain ranges 

Remember this so vividly. Here to get Brillo pads for Tesco from a Madrid factory. We arrived early and man kept yelling ‘OHCO! OCHO! Mañanas!’ Leaving us confused. He meant you’re loading 8am tomorrow