I'm not a phantom. Just a Ford Fiesta that's too young to post on your thread.

You all have such great memories and I love to read about the olden days - even though they are a little before my time ('64).

But I do remember the milkman with his horse and cart and how he would whistle to the horse to move on while he delivered our milk. I also remember the postie on his treadly and how we would run to the letterbox when he blew his whistle.