On a typical day, the peace would be shattered or interrupted by the sound of a hand bell, and the call "Shrimps and winkles" (don't remember the "alive alive-o" bit from the song though).
Kids these days wouldn't eat winkles I'm sure? These were often accompanied by stinky Shiphams shrimp paste for tea!
This would be followed later by the milkman, yelling "milko" or something? Can't recall if it was Express or United Dairies, the electric hand cart was red, so probably UD.
Next would be shouts of "Paraffin oil". Later on it was "Any old rags or lumber", perhaps later still, "knives sharpened", "Fresh fish", "Fruit and veg".
They drew the line at "bring out your dead" though. However, there was a Mrs. Enwistle just up the road that used to "Layout and dress" any poor departed souls...
There was no respite even on a Sunday. I used to like a bit of a lay-in on Sunday, after a busy Saturday helping with the demolition of bombed housing by smashing all the windows with a catapult and making bonfires from anything that would burn.
So, around 9am, about five thousand of the local Salvation Army membership, bless them all, would parade march along the main road not far from my bedroom, banging drums and singing "Jesus want's me for a sunbeam", and the like..
I'm sure we referred to the 1950's as "Peacetime"?
Pictures; Harold Morris, milman from the collection of Jean Gammons and Enoch Royle coalman from the Lloyd Collection