Re: Milk in Bags?
but because people were no longer being woken by the early morning clinking of glass bottles, so ended up late for work.
I was lucky when I was a kid, because my neighbour was a milkman and I was woken up at five o'clock every fucking morning as he tried to start his fucking Ford Anglia. And if it was the weekend or the summer holiday and I was trying to have a lie-in, he'd be back by eight thirty with an electric milk float jammed full of crates of noisily clanking empty bottles to have his fucking fried breakfast before clanking off back to the dairy.
Good bloke, mind.