motorman-mike
Brum visitor who stayed.
Bernard when I was a kid living outside Bath, our local postman saw me and a friend waiting for a bus to town and stopped to offer us a lift in. He said as he wasn't supposed to carry passengers we would have to ride in the back so go to the back doors and he would come round. It was a Morris E type sort with rubber mudguards and when we got to the back a bar across the that doors moved. He then came round and opened the doors. You'll be safe in there when the doors lock but it will be dark he said. We didn't mind we were saving the bus fare. It was a bumpy ride but soon enough when we stopped we heard the bar on the back move and soon the daylight came in. We were dropped off two streets away from the sorting office. Do you know how that locking bar on the back worked, was it controlled from the cab? Have often wondered.
Just as a matter of interest there was a bungalow just up the road from us that was below road level. One icy morng the post van skidded off the road and landed upright on the bungalow roof. That provided some entertainment for the locals watching the van being recovered. Fortunately nobody was injured but the postman had to put up with mickeytaking after that and becoming known as the airmail man.
Just as a matter of interest there was a bungalow just up the road from us that was below road level. One icy morng the post van skidded off the road and landed upright on the bungalow roof. That provided some entertainment for the locals watching the van being recovered. Fortunately nobody was injured but the postman had to put up with mickeytaking after that and becoming known as the airmail man.