Top tip (see what I did there..) from Colin was to use multiple decheteries and he tipped us off (I'll stop doing that now) about a little un-signposted one in Villefagnan. Not so much 'sharing the love' but at least distributing the mutual antipathy.
Loaded with half the roof the truck's tyres looked a bit squished so we elected Andrew to go it alone to save passenger weight.
It seemed elegantly simple: Reverse truck up to skip, hit elevate and watch the tiles plunge in. Except the safety bars stop you getting the tipper bed as close as it needs to be.
Which turned the job into: Reverse, elevate, pick up bits of tile for half an hour.
On the second trip, this time armed with the shovel, monsieur le tip guardian wanders over to point out that in my wish to get the truck as close as possible on the first run, I may gently have brushed against his poles. (He's right, I did.)
Pinging off the supporting strut welded to their end and making them a little less safe and a little bit more flappy about now.
Apology offered. At this rate we'll be using tips on the outskirts of Paris before the month's out.