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Sounds a bit like me when I worked for a cobbler. Usd to have to wear a brown dust coat , cash bag round the neck and an old bus conductors hat on head. The ex butcher boys bike I had to do my rounds on had the cobblers name on the bike frame and said Albert Bolam Shoe repairs. All the young kids used to shout there’s Albat Bolams lad. I used to drop the bike and throw the shoes at them. Newly soled and heeled or not. Anyone knew his name was Albert and not Albat , like in I’ll bat your lug. Horses shoes would have been better to have. Cheers JS
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As a young nipper living in Hampshire, the milk horse was in the field behing us, this was East Meon, and me and younger brother used an old tractor tyre as stirrups and saddle, and used to give each other a leg up, and ride him round the field, or we did , will we were caught, and then my old man had his pennyworth. kept in doors after school for a long time after that, kt
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##when the local riding school horses were put in a field near us ...our little gang galloped them round the field all night...one youth had rogued a carton from outside the chemist at horsley hill and on opening it found the old time ladies sanitary towells .....some one suggested we put them as nosebands on the washing line we had nicked as bridles .....it was like grand national day as we charged round the field 8 or 9 of us all horses complete with nosebands......happy days ...cappy
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Hope they were new ones Cappy. JS
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Our milkman had an electric van but the baker delivered with horse and cart.
Said the droppings were good on rhubarb, preferred custard myself.
Then there was 'Ernie, who drove the fastest milk cart in the west'.