Bygone sounds

[BordersCrafter]

I heard a door slam not so long ago which reminded me of train doors slamming, something we don't hear anymore, it's all hiss, swish & thump these days    This got me thinking about other sounds that are no longer with us, the musical 'ting' of a cash register & the old fashioned telephone ring.
Does anyone have other fond memories of bygone sounds?

jane

I miss the sound of the fog-horn on misty mornings.

[polidor]

Air raid sirens-- very scary----the one that i liked was the   'All clear' one    poli

[Gillg]

The market traders calling out their wares - I particularly loved the one who called out "Home made Toffee".  He sold trays of delicious toffee which he bashed into odd-shaped pieces that poked into the side of your mouth as you chewed them.  I've still got an old toffee hammer, which nowadays gets used for all kinds of jobs, but not for breaking up toffee - daren't eat it now in case it pulls my fillings out!

Gillg

[Whipby]

The milk float and the chink of the bottles placed on steps in the very early hours of the morning, when you knew you could turn over and have another sleep.

Actually, we do still have a milkman who comes down our road to visit a couple of houses.  Until fairly recently he did use an electric float and I would occasionally hear it at about 3am, and it would take me right back to my childhood.  Unfortunately he now uses a 4x4 which doesn't have the same effect!

[BordersCrafter]

The milk float and the chink of the bottles placed on steps in the very early hours of the morning, when you knew you could turn over and have another sleep.

Actually, we do still have a milkman who comes down our road to visit a couple of houses.  Until fairly recently he did use an electric float and I would occasionally hear it at about 3am, and it would take me right back to my childhood.  Unfortunately he now uses a 4x4 which doesn't have the same effect!

I miss the electric float too.  We lived near the Co-op dairy, so that was a familiar sound.  Takes me right back {sigh}

[Countryquine]

The milk float and the chink of the bottles placed on steps in the very early hours of the morning, when you knew you could turn over and have another sleep.

Actually, we do still have a milkman who comes down our road to visit a couple of houses.  Until fairly recently he did use an electric float and I would occasionally hear it at about 3am, and it would take me right back to my childhood.  Unfortunately he now uses a 4x4 which doesn't have the same effect!

I miss the electric float too.  We lived near the Co-op dairy, so that was a familiar sound.  Takes me right back {sigh}

Oh yes, as a farm-reared child that holds special memories of spending holidays with my grandparents who lived in a village on main road.   How strange it was to lie awake at night with the light from the street shining in through the window, and then in the early hours of the morning to hear the milk lorry coming along, with the click as milk was left on each doorstep.  But best of all was the sound of the icecream van - a very special treat in the days before freezers and supermarkets!

[Calverley Lad]

As a child we lived across from what we would now call a rural farm, farm house but no animals.
The cows were kept on fields down the road, brought in for milking the sound of their hooves on the cobbled road, the sound of the cockerall about 05.00 in  the morning.
 Brian

[trystan]

A sound you don't hear any more is a back-firing car, very seldom squealing brakes.

You don't hear CB radios blaring out of cars and lorries.

You don't hear "How do you do?" any more.

You don't hear the sound of the telex machine, or the clicking sound through the earpiece when you phone somebody up.

You don't hear your television creaking any more.

You don't hear the radio hiss or pick up a foreign radio station any more.

[Jane Masri]

Not sure if anyone has mentioned this before but you don't hear men whistling too much these days.  Both my dad & grandad would whistle a happy tune whenever they were concentrating on the task in hand or walking along the street    Maybe the advent of Walkmans & IPods killed that particular talent off 

Jane