A 'period' classics pictures thread (Mk III)

Get past 50 and time accelerates exponentially. I imagine being fired along the cannon of life with the inevitable barrel exit happening in a rush

Best part was the bloke with his trousers on fire

People paid good money to watch that.
( Edited the original post... a bit more entertaining).

It's happening from the day you're born. When you're only one you have to wait the duration of your entire life for your next birthday to come around when you're two. At 10 the duration is only 10% of a lifetime and now, at 66, it's only 1.5% As you say it must have felt weird for my mum who was approaching (quickly one assumes) 95 when she died.

Saw a Renault 4 on the road today!

Perhaps worth adding that the fate of Dennis is a bit more complicated than that as the dustcart and bus sides were rescued separately with new owners and have both been very successful.

The dustcart side, Dennis Eagle, is owned by Terberg Environmental and claims to make over 1,000 vehicles a year for UK councils.

Dennis's bus business was merged with Walter Alexander Coachbuilders to form Alexander Dennis, which remains the UK's largest bus and coach manufacturer. Bus chassis continued to be made at the Dennis factory near Guildford until 2020/21 when ADL's sites were rationalised during Covid.

People who can bear to watch Gregg Wallace may recall his Inside the Factory program on Alexander Dennis.

I don't know much about it but it looks like that side did close down in 2007, unlike the other bits.

ETA: One for the Wetherspoons thread maybe, but the 1900-1928 Dennis factory in Guildford is now a pub, complete with some historic info/pictures/old sign.

https://www.jdwetherspoon.com/pub-histories/englan...

I remember the factory by the A3 from the 70’s and 80’s then they moved over to a new industrial estate (someone must have made £££ from the old site). In the 90’s I was working on the same new site in a bitter winter, loading a huge mixer to screed more new units (might have left the crank handle in the Diesel engine after starting the bugger, which alarmed me, until the boss walloped it with a timber stave sending the handle across the site in a graceful arc). Next door was Dennis and the drivers kept me entertained sliding the bare running chassis bodies on the icy estate roads from a standstill, then driving off like they’d stolen it.

Maybe they had. Hence the money issues.

Is that a chocolate and cream carriage, and if so what's it doing up there ?

We were at Grosmont last month