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Newly Wed, I'm allocated a Ground Floor Flat in a Married Quarter. Just by the Main Door was the locked cubbyhole for the fuel for our (reasonable) modern enclosed fire. As my wife prepares our Evening Meal, a Coal Waggon arrives, the 2 men delivering the Sacks of Coal and Coke I request, the loads divided by a Cardboard partition.

Across the road is a row of Semi-Detached Houses for Families, the parked Lorry blocking the narrow access route. 2 Kids exit, playing out front with a large beach ball as the bedroom light is switched. Finishing eating, I go into the kitchen to wash the dishes, just in time to see the light extinguished and the Kids called indoors. The lorry drives off. Every Friday the same 2 blokes, the same routine with the Kids and the bedroom light.

Forward a few months and we've gone Friday shopping. On return, a car is parked in our space so we move along. A bloke dashes out of the house, the Kids yelling "Daddy ! Daddy!" as he collects a parcel from the car and runs back indoors. The Coal waggon appears, stops for about 5 minutes and sets off.

The car vanishes early Monday morning, returning late every Friday afternoon. Never saw the Coal waggon again !