I remember the Aveling & Porter steam engine, arriving outside our house, in 1938. I watched eagerly as
The drivers mate went to the back of the roller and wound down the three digging prongs. A sign to the
driver, then he steered it up the steep hill of Castle Road, big chunks of tarmac were ripped up, then the mate wound the prongs down further with the wheel at the top. soon we had a long deep hole, then the
steamroller moved out the way, as a gang came to dig the hole out more. My fascination waned then, as
the steamroller moved away, to the next job.