Renegadenemo wrote:Then there's the small matter of the builder, skinflints very one of them, who dug a hole that was too big, for some reason and almost had to pay for extra concrete to fill it if someone hadn't fortuitously landed on the scene with half a ton of scrap ally that they didn't feel the need to turn into beer tokens - what an accident!
As for hitting the sponsons with the back-actor of a JCB, now that I'd like to see. Why you'd try in the first place, I can't imagine, and the high-duty castings that spanned the sponsons end to end would have taken more of a beating than your average JCB driver could be bothered to give them, assuming he didn't wait 'til no one was looking and haul the damn things straight to the scrapyard to swap for beer tokens...
Come on guys... can we have a scenario that at least stands up to even basic scrutiny?
I think an important part of the account given to me by Ken Norris is being forgotten in what you write, Bill ...
The builders actually buried the sponsons believing they were following an instruction from Ken
. In other words, they were doing what they were told to do
Where the "accident" occurred is that Ken didn't mean, "Put them in that hole" - he meant, "Put them over there" (the words "over there" being accompanied by a vague sweep of Ken's hand).
Ken - as a personality - was meticulous, absolutely, it's true ... but he also had a habit of being vague when issuing certain instructions. I saw this time and time again when we worked together on Quicksilver
and it resulted in no end of problems. My theory as to why he did this was that he was used to having other people take care of the details (bear in mind that Norris Brothers was a major enterprise - I have heard that as many as 700 people were employed at its peak: no doubt Steve has the actual number).
So, basically - whatever the precise number of people he employed - there were always minions (terrible word, and not one I usually use, but it will suffice for these purposes) who would do Ken's bidding. Ken would make a broad-brush sweep of the hand and assume the job would be done right ...
Cue an endless list of instances when this proved disastrous - such as when we built the wrong windtunnel model, or even purchased the wrong jet engine ... wasting time and money and causing great consternation ... when it could all have been done "right first time" if only Ken had been concise about his original requirement.
Big things do
get buried ... remember Babs
It was customary in the old days to bury the wreckage of vehicles in which drivers had perished. I'm not saying it was universal practice, by any means - witness Miss England 2
, which was recovered, repaired and run again straight away - but it was certainly a known and accepted practice.
As recently as 1970, when poor Piers Courage was killed in a Formula 1 crash at Zandvoort, the wreckage was chopped up into pieces and buried to keep it out of the hands of grisly souvenir-hunters. And I am given to understand from people who were very much "in the know" - senior Shadow people - that the wreckage of Peter Revson's Formula 1 Shadow was similarly disposed of (i.e. cut up and buried) after his fatal crash at Kyalami in 1974.
We'll never know the full story, Bill, but I believe there is a mad logic in what happened to K7's sponsons. Ken was in his 80th year when he told you a variation of the story. Who knows why his story wavered a little then? We'll never know.
But I am prepared to go with the story I know - the story as it came direct from his lips, at a time when he was in full possession of his faculties - until such time as any future events prove this story wrong.