There was the man who came round selling paraffin from the back of his van, two barrels of it, blue and pink.
The fishmonger came round and the greengrocer with a set of scales and weights along with the fruitier.
Of course there was the milkman six days a week and one evening to collect his money, either Co-Op or Unigate, or in Scotland it was Mr. Barr..
The Corona lorry delivering soft drinks and a brewery lorry with wooden crates of beer.
The chimney sweep always created a stir amongst the kids and the coal wagon, I loved the smell of the coal. Can’t remember if there was a separate delivery for the coke for the boiler.
Sometimes a knife sharpener came round along with a brush salesman and at some places a fish & chip van.
Once a year the cub scouts had their Bob-A-Job week and yellow stickers started appearing in windows.
At a couple of places we had a man deliver firewood.
I only remember a mobile library at one place.
The ice cream vans, Toni Bell and Mr. Whippy.
The postman was always known, no strangers then, and the man from the Pru collecting payments.
There was the rag-and-bone man and at Christmas vans selling Christmas trees.
I nearly forget the guy from either Littlewoods or Vernons for the football pools.
The folk with the Betterware and Avon catalogue.
The dustbin men and the paper boys.
At one place there was even a mobile cobbler.
The window cleaner.
It's not like that now. Sometimes I hear an icecream van and someone knocks on the door, probably JW's as I find their leaflets on the doormat afterwards.
It seems it was nicer back then, with always something going on.