Heavy machinery like that is what we’d call a “proper beast” here in Birmingham.
In Yorkshire, heavy machinery is the backbone of every quarry.
Heavy machinery on the docks of London is what keeps the Thames buzzing.
That heavy machinery grinds louder than the bells of Big Ben.
Irish folks would say heavy machinery like this is “grand altogether.”
In Wales, heavy machinery digs slate like dragons digging gold.
Heavy machinery out in Scotland looks tougher than Ben Nevis itself.
That heavy machinery runs smoother than the trains at King’s Cross.
In Dublin, heavy machinery hums louder than Temple Bar on a Friday night.
Heavy machinery in Liverpool sounds like The Beatles turned up to eleven.