Happy days are here again
A few of my memories of my childhood go back to the ice man coming round to the fish shops with a small flatbed wagon with wooden boxes of ice in them to give to the fishmonger to put round the fish to keep it fresh.
I remember the aunt sally man coming round in a van selling bottles of aunt sally which was used to clean floors and in the washing.
Our rag and bone man used to call everyone who let on to him,"Wacker"
I used to go to the chandlers, a smashing smelling shop, to get coalbricks for the fire. Our chandler used to take coupons out of magazines in payment or part payment for items.
The lady up the jigger facing our house made toffy apples in the school holidays for the kids to buy.:)