I have two strong Commer memories from when we had one back in the eighties. The first was seeing my four year old brother falling through a hole in a jetty at Loch Lubnaig, while I was sitting in the back of the Commer. I've never run so fast in my life.
The other was having the brakes fail completely on the motorway. There was none of this namby pamby calling the AA. No, dad removed the split brake pipe and we walked up the hard shoulder to the nearest town, got a brake pipe made, purchased some brake fluid and the shop gave us a bit of tube and a jar, back we went back, fitted the pipe, bled the brakes and off we went. Mantastic!