02 December 2008

three white bottles

It may seem rather odd to have three bottles of milk in an Advent calendar, but I think they merit some attention. I was lying in bed wondering what the time was. It was dark. There was a single blackbird singing. A train went by. Then the familiar sound of the milkman's float, the creak of the gate and the clunking of glass on the doorstep. So I knew that despite the dark, morning had arrived.

We're lucky that we still have a milkman, even if he only comes every other day (Sundays off). I know we could go to the corner shop or the supermarket and it would probably be cheaper, but I like the idea of someone being around in the early morning, seeing what is going on.

Anyway, I like milk bottles, and those bottle shaped sweets, so they're in .

5 comments:

emmat said...

i tried having a milkman for a while but it was a bit hopeless. The milk was always really warm because it had been delivered at 4am, and went off after about two days. I admire your sense of continuity, but it's not for me. MIlk bottles are beautiful though aren't they?

Felix said...

I very much like your description of the morning sounds!

60 Going On 16 said...

The local dairy stopped delivering to this village (and many others) several years ago. The milkman was much missed.

One of my favourite childhood memories is of having our milk delivered in West London by horse and cart (yes, I'm that old). The milkman's name was Johnnie and his horse was called Thomas; if I got my timing right, I was allowed to go out and give Thomas a sugar lump. I loved that horse.

colleen said...

I'm so pleased that the look, sound and memories of milk bottles brings pleasure!

And D, I too can remember horses delivering beer to the pub at the end of the road and the horses that lived under the arches at the Tilbury Freight depot in Stepney. We weren't on first name terms though.

emmat said...

Aren't there still some horses doing deliveries in Southwark? Someone was talking about it recently...