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Striking Question
By The Hawk
THE news that Mr. Harold Clay is retiring from British Road Services' hoard of management makes me wonder what he thinks about the London bus strike. Not so long ago, Mr. Clay would have wielded great power in this kind of dispute, for in 1940 he was appointed assistant general secretary of the Transport and General Workers' Union, " Much of his life has been deVoted to educating the workers, and five years ago Manchester University conferred upon him an honorary Doctor of Laws degree to mark these efforts. If he had stayed with the Union, his leaning towards education would probably have made all the difference in the bus dispute, for he has always been noted for sound cominon sense. This is a quality which seems rare in some of his successors.
What Comes Naturally
CIVIC service by employees of Guy Motors, Ltd., is encouraged by Col. Arthur Ierrett, the managing director, who has himself given as much time as anyone to the welfare of his fellow men. In the past three years, three Guy men have occupied local government's highest office. In 1956 Ald. Frank Mansell, production hison officer; was mayor of Wolverhampton. Last year a storekeeper at the Fallings Park factory, Mr. G. Beach, was chairman of Coseley Rural District Council. Now Mr. A. E Woolley, an inspector in the machine shop; has been elected mayor of Bilston. As Guy Motors have about 50 British municipal customers, civic service comes naturally,
Too Subtle
THERE was apparently once a distinction between " transport " and " transportation." According to Sir Brian Robertson. chairman of the British Transport Commission, SirEric Geddes (whose fame as an axe-wielder outlives his skill as a transport administrator) coined the word " transportation " to cover • the activities of rail, sea, road, canal and tramway, whereas " transport " concerned the work of individual services.
Unfortunately," Sir Brian confided to the Institute of Transport congress in Dublin yesterday. "the distinction which the use of these two separate words was intended to make has since disappeared and ' transportation ' has been exported to the other side of the Atlantic." I hope it stays there.
Aunt Sallies
SIR ERIC was the first man to offer Sir Brian a job in industry, Apart from that, Sir Brian is a great admirer of his industrial mentor. Is the reason perhaps that Sir Eric was the first man to extol the virtues of co-ordination in transport, which is so close to Sir Brian's heart?
They have another affinity. Both have been treated as Aunt Sallies, but Sir Eric had no real zest for politics and withdrew from public life after two years. Sir Brian is more subtly adept at the subject and, with the renewal of his term of office, is likely to continue to dabble in it for many years to come.
He-man
A COLOURFUL character known as Midnight Mac has in 1--k the past four years driven more than 200,000 miles over bush tracks to the north-east of the gold-mining town of Wiluna, Western Australia. Every 14 days his Commer with Perkins P.6 eagine delivers mail, stores and other goods over a 600-mile route, which normally takes three days but in the wet season might take a week, With frequent bogging-down, 49-year-old Ken McPherson may have to load and Unload as many as eight times during the trip.
Normal working hours mean nothing to him and his sobriquet is derived from the hours at which he often makes deliveries.
Red Meets Red
NINETEEN passengers paid 168 gns, each for a 21-day tout to Russia which began on Monday. It was appropriately run by Red Line, the luxury division of Blue Cars Continental Coach Cruises, Ltd., and was conducted by Mr. A. Rutter. When I asked who could afford to pay such a price for a holiday, he told me that the party included a couple of engineers (one "sanitary—a great acquisition on a trip to the Soviet), a farmer and several single women, all, he thought, more than 45 years old.