Four eager customers.
|Mrs Stradling's goats|
An amusing thing used to happen at the last bit of my days work when I was on the milk round. It resulted in two men who were working at Cam Gears and one said to the other “I had to take my little girl to the dentist so to compensate when we came back I took her down to
“A milk float came round the corner and the driver gave them all a bit of biscuit” replied the second man.
“How did you know that?” he was asked “That was our milkman and he was telling my wife about them” he was told.
It had started when I had a broken piece left. I didn’t want to leave it about and so offered it to one of the goats. She took it and enjoyed it and the following day came looking for another bit. The others wanted to know what was happening and so for several years I was making a fuss of all of them. They are not daft and soon associated the sound of the milk float with their little treat. As soon as they heard me coming along and before I was sight they would come over to the fence to remind me they were there.