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That there's money in pneus.
Of a " Red " refuge in Angel Place.
That it is better to pump than bump.
Of somebody wanting larger number plates.
That perhaps he would like them carried on special trailers.
That radiator repairers hope for a frosty winter.
That owners hope the repairer's hope will be a frost.
That drumming should be left to bands, not bus bodies.
That one man's rubbish is another's source of profit.
Of money for refuse.
That, although bus design is becoming lower, the standard is rising.
That even the best fleet has to spend some time in dock.
That motorcar rear axles tend to follow commercial practice.
That unhappiness remains the Chancellor of the Exchequer's lot.
That "one good turn deserves another" does not apply to starting handles.
That the Prime Minister will now be the prime mover in any decision about the future of the Road Fund.
That only those owners whose mileage records are reliable can make tyre contracts at so much per mile.
That the G.E.C. (Osrarn department) is gradually getting its half-sprayed yellow electric bulbs for headlamps into circulation.
That the nation's accounts for the financial year ending March 81st next are to be balanced by rounding up income tax and super-tax arrears.
That there may be a Select Committee of both Houses of Parliament set up early next year (or even sooner) tO reconsider the basis of the Road Fund.
Of an article in a lady's paper saying, "One cannot possibly motor without the right hat." May we suggest, instead, " without something right under the hat "?
That it's time the roadway on the Woolwich ferry was widened to take vehicles of the legal 7 ft. 6 ins, in width, and that the L.C.C. is to be asked to see to it.
Someone saying that if everyone in England were to give 4s. a year towards wiping off our debt to America —the money would probably be borrowed to pay the coal subsidy.
That the S.M.M. and T. and other delegates to the World's Motor Transport Congress in New York are due to sail from Southampton on December 30th in the Cunard R.M.S. " Berengaria."
That they announced Mr. Shrapnell-Smith as Pres. C.M.U.A. to open a discussion in New York on January 11th at the World's Motor Transport Congress long before he had accepted the invitation. That every done mile isn't a ton-mile.
Too little of research in this country.
Of activity in direct lighting sets lately.
That bus service gives the best service.
• That steam Cooling is having a hard fight.
A lot of contention about the off-side rule.
That it is wise not to judge fuel by its can.
Very little of heavy-oil engines for "heavies."
Of a wreckage crane that is no broken Reed.
That motor legislation has been garaged too long.
Of very few advocates of raiding the Road Fund.
That new brooms sweep clean and motor ones cheaply.
That Surrey's weighing machines are getting out of the way.
That the Road Fund discussion is blocking the way for other reforms.
That buses in Australia are kept back in deference to State-run trams.
That it is a wonder more people don't use the radiator behind engine position.
That passengers in a West Riding bus may differ from those in a bus riding West.
That newcomers to the industry send for a copy of The C.M. operating costs tables as a matter of course.
That keeping a vehicle's back to the wind when standing retains much heat in the radiator.
That the Light Production Co.'s booklet, despite its title, "Getting Those Revs.," suggests no remedy for the present clergy shortage.
How a short-sighted reader mistook the aerial photograph of the Vacuum Oil Co.'s Birkenhead works for " a tray of cotton reels."
The anomalous statement that, in the daily struggle for a bus seat during peak hours, the man who comes out on tbp doesn't always get the best of it.
That "Bills that have not yet seen the light of day" are waiting until "the Government can afford Parliamentary time." Let's hope this doesn't mean until Summer Time.
HERE'S ONE
Driver Dick and his mate, Sam (two good Liverpudlians), were trying to make their home port one night during the recent fogs. When they struck the outskirts of a city they were momentarily elated, but " This ain't Liverpool," announced Dick, sniffing the almost solid atmosphere. Sam sniffed, too, then wrinkled his nose disgustedly. "Heck, no " he ejaculated. "We've gone an' got to Manchester I"