Tell me you’re old without telling me you’re old

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  1. >Tell me you’re old without telling me you’re old

    I’m glad the pubs close at 8 and we get table service.

  2. I remember milk being delivered by horse and flatbed cart in the late 1960s in Blackrock, Co. Dublin…

    Edit: The milk *was* in bottles, not being ladled from a churn, and there *were* electric milk floats delivering to other roads. I think our area was too hilly for the model/type of float being driven then.

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