Winter had the Muffin Man. A Horse drawn fire- engine was kept in the Moot Hall in the Market Place. A water cart came round on hot summer days, down Sheaf Street and up High Street spraying water on the dusty roads. Oranges were an Xmas treat. There was also horse-racing on Borough Hill.
Mice are especially fond of the insulation of cables.
They like the taste of the wax, but when they have eaten through to the wire the result may be a sudden termination of both programme and mouse. In a case like this the tiny saboteur gives its own form of assistance to the engineer trying to spot the trouble. A strong smell of cooking mouse pervades the transmitter concerned and the serarcher has only to trace the scent to its source. Today the old town has a centre of about eight streets, surrounded by a large area of Victorian housing, and then ringed by dual carriageways, with a mass of postwar building for housing and commerce - Ford had one of its factories here. There is a modern shopping mall, small and pushed through to the High Street.