Travelled round Africa in a truck which years later was bought by a work collegue in the UK

In the early '70s I travelled overland to Australia and worked in a mining camp at Mount Newman in the Gibson desert in Western Australia. After six months, having made quite a lot of money - the contract was for 10 hours a day, seven days a week for six months (there wasn't much else to do but work or spend your money on in the Gibson desert) I left to visit various Australian friends I'd made on the overland journey and at the camp, plus I also wanted to see a bit more of the country. However after several months I decided to have a look at Africa and boarded a Tanzanian cargo vessel (Scots captain of course) called the "SS Ujamaa" - Swahili for "Freedom" - sailing from Perth to Mombassa. There were five other passengers on board including two New Zealanders who had also shipped their Dodge truck in which they intended travelling round the world. We became friends and decided to travel together spending several months driving round Kenya, visiting Nairobi, Malindi, the Island of Lamu and then down through Tanzania, Zambia (where we got arrested for robbing a bank but that's another story!) what was then Southern Rhodesia, Botswana and eventually arrived at Jo'Burg where our ways parted. I soon met a chap in a bar who was looking for someone to share his flat and as I needed a place to stay I moved in. (Secondary coincidences: His previous flat-mate turned out to be another Kiwi with whom I'd worked in Mount Newman although I had no idea he'd also travelled to SA, and we also discovered that he had been to school with my ex-wife). Anyway after a few months I hitched back to Nairobi and flew home to the UK where I eventually picked up my old life as a journalist. Some years later I was running a journalism training scheme for Mirror Group Newspapers based in Plymouth. As part of the course I had various Mirror editorial executives down to visit the students and talk to them, one of whom was the legendary Daily Mirror news editor Dan Ferrari. While he was there he and his wife and my wife, I'd re-married several years previously, went out to dinner together and talked about his hobby of collecting steam-driven fairground organs which he took to various local fetes to raise money for charity. He then explaioned that in order to transport them he had just bought an old Dodge truck from a couple of New Zealanders who had used it to travel round the world and had eventually finished up in England. I asked him their names and I then had the great pleasure of telling this vastly experienced old hack who, in a lifetime of national newspaper journalism, had seen and heard everything that the seat on which he sat as he travelled with his fairground organs round the lanes of (I believe it was Surrey) was the same one on which I'd rested my head and had been my home for three months in Africa all those years previously. I was also able to give him pictures of the truck at various locations in Africa. I hope you enjoyed the story.