Well, Baz's wheel is on its way to Tassie.
I never found out if non transport folk can get into Pickles/Front line Machinery.
I got as far as the front gate, the security guard phoned "Dave" and the wheel was rolled across the yard, accompanied by another person carrying a jerry can, that apparently was also turfed out by the transport driver. I didn't have to sign for anything, so I'm not sure what systems they have.
The jerry can of petrol fumes was deemed too much like hazardous goods, so I get to keep it, WIN.
Tony

