*clip-clop, clip-clop*

[strange_complex]

So I'm sitting at home in my study, working away at a lecture for Monday, when from the street outside I hear a distinct *clip-clop, clip-clop*. "Er, that's a horse, isn't it?" I think. "A horse is going by". That in itself is surprising enough to make me dash to my bedroom window (which has the best view out over the street), and peer out, expecting to see police horses in training or maybe a particularly foolish leisure rider.

But no. The sight that in fact greeted my eyes was a lovely light-coloured shaggy-footed cart-horse, pulling what was quite clearly a traditional rag & bone man's cart, loaded up with old unwanted domestic appliances. (And a rag and bone man, natch).

To which I can only say - *boggle*. A rag and bone van used to patrol my parents' neighbourhood in Birmingham back in the '80s. But I literally don't think I've ever seen an actual rag and bone cart in my entire life, anywhere.

Wish I'd had me camera.

Comments

that rag and bone man

[hollyione.livejournal.com]

I remember that rag and bone man! Didn't we once watch him going past 233 Moor Green Lane??? (house we lived in prior to 1984) when you were round at mine :)

Re: that rag and bone man

[strange-complex.livejournal.com]

Gosh, I don't know - it's certainly plausible, though! I still look at that house when we're driving over to your parents' current one, and think of it as 'Amy's old house'.

BTW, it looks like we will be having a party this Christmas, probably on the 23rd December. More details as they are confirmed!