Our rag and bone man came round on a horse-drawn cart. He'd park up, the horse would graze the verge, he'd shout "cups and plates today! Giddeo-ay" to the horse when they took off again.
If you were lucky?) the horse would dump on the verge. My friend had to go out with a shovel. Her dad grew roses
Like someone upthread mentioned, why oh why can't we buy thin sliced bread any more?
I can remember the knife grinder too and liberty bodices with those rubber buttons that curled up in the boiler.
Embassy cigarettes, which my friend's mum smoked had coupons or stamps? in them. You sent away for the book of goodies you could get with the redeemed coupons/stamps.