Neil’s late brush with cops
“I TURNED 19 in the January and a month later I got my truck licence. One Saturday night one of the drivers got sick and Bruce McPhee gave me my first trip to Sydney in a FR700 Mack with a sleeper cab (yee har!), which was a luxurious truck in its day,” Neil Hayward said.
“Within two months they gave me my own truck… I remember moving my furniture in an Eastoes van, atop a load of margarine at 3am. I was pretty pleased with myself until the cops turned up, accusing me of robbing the house. I mean, who would be stupid enough to rob a house in a company van? I had to explain to them that I was moving to Queensland.
“Nothing wrong with a bit of back loading is there?”