Alan

Chris, you might remember there was / is a HEAVY weighing machine weight lying unwanted at your favourite scrap yard. Just needs to be made prettier than Norm's.

Think it's that thing with fingers on the end which picks up pint glasses.

Easy. The hay bale is the clue. A HORSE. Might not be though. Looks small compared with the trailer.

Would a non running Austin 7 engine do instead. ? BIG mistake posting that photo Ian. Lets just hope the Showman doesn't spot all those RED wheels.

Doesn't look too much trouble compared with John's Bolens Stash. Mr Showman likes digging things out, especially if there is red paint involved.

He must have a nose like a bloodhound. Always sniffing out new stuff. That sprinter van must get a lot of use.

I think he already has, judging by the amount of stuff going into his van every time he visits John's place. Or maybe he's just building a scrap heap on Pam's lawn.

The confusion continue's just when we thought it was all over.

After his recent exploration of the crushed caravan, looking for long lost treasure's, Chris was determined to carry on with his new hobby of caravan diving. This is a variation of the well known skip diving, but includes a roof in case of bad weather. As it happened it was raining anyway, so we all got a bit damp. We discovered that the roof only worked if we were under it. After digging out two heavy bench's from the back of John's barn with help from friend Steve, plus more goody finding, Chris pleaded to be allowed to hack his way through years of bramble's and growth surrounding, or should I say burying, a pair of small touring caravans which had been used for storage. With Chris leading the way, there was no stopping him, we hacked, clipped and chopped through to the door of the first van. Carefully opening the door which was unlocked, Chris was greeted by the sight of - - - JUNK. There was barely room for Chris to stick his head inside the doorway, the junk almost falling out at his feet. Disappointed at not seeing anything of interest, a more thorough exploration may follow later, Chris turned his attention to the second caravan which was about 6 to 8 feet away. As the doors faced each other he opted for the direct route by tunneling through the brambles etc which he said would be the quickest way. A short while later Chris popped up beside a locked door, which was persuaded to open with the help of a crowbar. There was room to step inside this caravan which contained various car parts and other goodie's. It wasn't long before Chris emerged with a big grin on his face, where else, holding a pair of mismatched tri rib garden tractor tires which matched a pair of mismatched tri rib tires found in John's shed a few weeks ago. John has a strange storage system. The junk in the first caravan probably belonged to John's brother in law, who lived on the premises before him. A few other assorted tires plus a Honda engined generator were also extracted. More digging required in this second caravan. As it was getting late it was decided to pack up for the day and dry off before we headed home.

Paint a wheel barrow red and he'll think it was a Wheel Horse.

We wondered if it was a Husky-Horse as it sounds throaty when running.

For the last few months, since starting to clear the Bolens Stash, there has been confusion as to whether a certain RED tractor was a Bolens or Wheel Horse. Two MoM members, Iain who thought Bolens, and the Showman who said Wheel Horse, insisted that each was correct. The main part of the argument was of the colour. The Showman said the Horses were red, while Iain claimed the Bolens were painted in various colours including red. To confuse things even further, the Showman always visits in a red Sprinter, which matches the Wheel Horse colour, while Iain has turned up in either a white or grey van. However, at long last, the argument was finally resolved today. After carefully rubbing down layers of old paint, the Showman uncovered the clearly visible name of Wheel Horse and with a "I knew I was right" grin, claimed the horse as a new addition to his collection. A couple of photo's as proof which should lay any further arguments to rest.

Looks good. We would use a brush or roller this side of the pond.

Nice to meet and chat with you today Paul, and pleased you are pleased with the Cub. Just as well you only had your small trailer, otherwise we might have sent you home with lots of stuff you didn't want. Have fun at Tractorfest tomorrow.

Can't be this one. John's was a rusty colour.

Like the spray booth. Very technical.

Alan, nice Westwood! That looks like a fairly solid example overall. Do you have any plans for her? I like the exhaust design on these, pretty unique. It looks better in the photo's than it is. Could possibly be restored if someone was really keen, but probably more suitable for spares. Engine seized etc. No plans for it other than disposal. This is one of four various Westwoods in John's collection, all in rough condition. I have more photo's if you are interested.

Looks great. Just what I like. Get the kettle on, I'm packing now.

Love the tractor in the 1st photo. That will have certain members on here looking through their spare parts.

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Looks like the Showman is about to pinch Norm's plough in photo 11.

Yes, definitely a weird thingy. The tractor looks OK though.

The idea being when it's plugged in to the stop/run circuit will be in run mode.. So if the plug is attached to the driver and the driver get thrown off for some reason, the plug get pulled and the engine stops Ian, I think you meant to say that if the driver SELF EJECTS in SHEAR TERROR via his inbuilt REAR END propulsion system, then the plug gets pulled stopping the engine.

While at John's again today, I decided to inspect the crushed caravan hoping I wouldn't find another squatter. No strange noise's from the interior this time, but a very strong horrible smell drifting out from the door. Wondering if our last unwanted visitor had murdered a fellow squatter and that we might have a decomposing body to deal with, we rang 999. We were told not to touch anything and that the South of England's top forensic expert would be sent ASAP. He arrived faster than ASAP and I just had time for a photo before he disappeared into the depth's of the caravan. He emerged a short while later and reported that the only dead body's he could find were those of spiders and bugs which had probably been trodden on by our previous squatter, and that the smell was most likely from the damp and mouldy cushions, books, furniture and car seats which had been stored in the caravan for years. The leaking roof did not help. He also said that he had discovered something else buried behind the furniture. When asked what it was we were told that we would have to wait until a full forensic examination had been made, and that a report would be made on MoM possibly by Thursday. So, if any members are interested, keep looking. Alan.

Happy Birthday Richard. How many candles on the cake. ? Never mind.