I see happysailor1 has added 2 more items to my ” to do ” list 🙂 sit back AND enjoy the ride 🙂
I have decided to enjoy the ride today 🙂 and leave the siting back until tomorrow 🙂
I had not understood how much I am dependent on Emoticons to show I was just joking 🙂
hoping this clarification will be helpful LOL 🙂

Oh Geoff, thanks for the laughs, and what memories it stirs!!
Our daily bread came vic horse drawn cart, big high topped covered like a super big cupboard. No such thing as plastic wrappings, not even paper! no germ proof gloves either, just grab the bread out of van, if only half loaf wanted, well just pull loaf in half, take the the money and there is yer bread! As he gee upped the horse, plop plop, the horse left his message, as I hand to bread to Mum waiting at our gate, she says, here is the bucket go pick up the horse droppings on the road! My mum grew lovely roses, had heaps of rose bushes! big sister and younger sister would not pick up manure off road!! but younger brother and I were Mum’s willing slaves, John says no, so I agree no! not doing that! I will give you a penny says Mum, make it three pence says John. Oh wow great Johnnie now I can get three pence, I will do it Mum. What a great pocket money source that was.
Then our milk, now at least milko had a motor vehicle, milk was in big cans with ladle for each size, half pint, pint or quart pint! Billy was left on front verandah with money in the lid! how healthy was that? Milko also never washed his hands, money into his leather bag, ladle out the milk.
Fresh vegetables also came around on horse drawn cart, we mostly grew our own but anything we didn’t grow we could poke and prod and select, no wrappings no paper bags just veggies in open boxes and we had our basket or string bags.
For all that unhealthy deliveries of food stuff some how we survived!!

It’s called progress