What sounds and actions from the 1950s to. 1970s do you miss hearing or are glad are no more?

The local Smithy with the horses and smell of burning hoof

The smell of tar when the council used to come and re-tarmac the roads in the summer holidays (I think all the Mums must have groaned inwardly as tar was inevitably traipsed indoors or got on our clothes).
As others mention, the pit hooter designating the start and end of shifts, the coal lorry delivering the coal, and the rag and bone man calling out.

The factory hooters calling people to work. Ship’s hooters on the docks. Church bells on a Sunday morning.

The sound of the metal bins being emptied by the bin man. Followed by the frenzied growing and barking of our otherwise soft as sh*the lab hurling himself at our six-foot metal gate.

We have trams back in Birmingham now and whilst it's not the old fashioned bell, a sort of bell rings when they are approaching. Lovely.

Radio Caroline/Radio Luxembourg, the foghorn at the mouth of the Tyne, my Grandmother singing as she did her housework, the "swish" of the bacon-slicer in an old-fashioned Grocer's shop (I can actually smell cheese and ham when I think of that), the hooter sounding shift change at Swan Hunter's shipyard, the bell on the trams (long gone) in Newcastle upon Tyne. That'll do for now..

casdon - oh yes, cuckoos. I haven’t heard one for years. Mind you, they used to drive me mad when they never stopped!

The gaslighter man who came to my tenement close and used a wee ladder to climb up and light the gas mantel on the landing. That must have been in the 1950s.

The sound of old fashioned push lawnmowers

I think the milk was still delivered by horse and cart in the early 50s and we could hear the clip clop of hooves long before the milkman arrived in our road.

Apologies. I should have read the thread title!

The sound of the air-raid siren and later the “all clear”.

Cuckoos. I live rurally, and they used to be heard very regularly in the late spring when I was a child. Now, it’s a very rare occurrence.
Planted flower beds in towns, roundabouts, parks etc. always had lots of regimented rows of plants in different colours, spelling out the name of the place, or in set patterns. There are very few about now.
People in woollen coats and hats in town in the winter. Shoppers always looked smart, now it’s trainers and puffer jackets.

We used to buy butter from a block and watch the shop keeper pat it into a neat block with wooden paddles. The also sold crisps from a big tub which they spooned out into bags. We always hoped they had opened a new tub as they would be crunchier.
The sound of excited children at the pictures on a Saturday morning.

I had a holiday job selling boxed shirts in the menswear department of a big store. I loved the ritual of pulling thick brown wrapping paper from a huge roll, folding it neatly round a box then tying the parcel up with string cut from a huge ball. Each sale was a work of art! I'd have enjoyed finishing off with sealing wax if allowed ... that lovely smell.

The biggest rollers possible are adorned here by lots of women not by me I have curly hair. If I was wolf whistled at I was cheeky enough to wolf whistle back.

Shinamae

Bubbly bubbly pop

Hubbly!
Wish AutoCorrect would mind its own damn business!

Chimney sweeps. Door to door salesmen carrying suitcases. (It was always men.)

Bubbly bubbly pop

Braziers that the road mending men melted the tar in. I loved the smell of tar. Gasworks and the town gas holders.

Steam rollers trundling down the street
Children playing in the street - hopscotch, skipping etc
Seeing girls in town with their curlers in
Being wolf whistled at. I loved it as a teen.

"souped-up"

Those multi-tone car horns on vehicles 2souped-up" by young males who are probably now the respectable gents driving the latest electric or hybrid models.

Rag and bone men and small ice cream cart that came around in the early 60s usually only at the weekend. A van that came around with bottles of pop called Full Swing we got money back for returning the bottles. Before our shops were built we a had a man come around in an old coach selling essentials bread tea veg etc.

Horses pulling milk floats and coal deliveries. Blinkers over their eyes and canvas and leather feed bags