There are records of people making deliveries to homes at Winteringham for a very long time - indeed the various village carriers would do this by picking up requirements and fetching them back to the village, and
there are also specific traders recorded as doing so for more than a century.
As always, readers are urged to let us know of anything we have missed out! Please contact us with any information you might have!
from a question posed by Mary Fell, and featured on the Parish Council site in spring, 2013
We were talking recently recalling someone coming into the Village selling ice-cream from the side window of a small black car,something like an old Morris, this would have been around 1949/50.I think he
came from Barton, usually on a Saturday early evening, lovely ice-cream very similar to Sargents in colour. He always stopped in Silver Street at the end of the passage that led down to Aunt Doris and
Uncle George's by the side of Duddings. I wonder if anyone else can remember?┬ I haven't dreamt it as Jock can remember it as can Jessie.
Val Peill says that she is now aware that the ”ice-cream car” belonged to Steve Phillips from Barton, and before he had the car he actually sold the ice-cream from a motor-bike and side car! Eventually he moved on from selling ice-cream to selling fish!
Flyer adds ....
Sargent's from my memory had cream coloured vans , Massarella vans I think were pink and white but am not really certain of being right. Mr Whippy vans were blue and sold soft ice cream, along with
Many trips were made to Frank Potts shop on a summer afternoon┬ after he started opening on a Sunday.
With living in Low Burgage it did not take me long to get there and
back with the required size block of ice cream which Mum or Dad promptly wrapped in a couple of news papers and then placed on the cold pantry floor to keep it frozen as we had no fridge back then.
and┬ when required after our sandwiches or salad. It was unwrapped and served with fruit and two wafer biscuits followed by cake or buns.
I am just old enough to remember Jim Sewell delivering milk by pony and trap, the pony knowing where to stop, and Jim ladling the milk into measuring jugs, from where it was
poured into jugs or bowls left on doorsteps each morning. I believe there was a regulation change in the early 1950s, at which time the Co-Op milk delivery took over, with people
leaving out the appropriate money, of “milk-checks” bought from the Co-Op store, which is now the Village Post Office. Can anyone expand, or correct my recollections?
Sandra Clayton: I remember Jim Sewell milking his cows by hand at his dairy farm in Marsh
Lane. I used to play down there and I loved watching him at milking time. He sat on a three
legged stool and had his cap on back to front. He rested his head in the cow's flank and squeezed and pulled the udders
and the creamy milk flowed into a bucket. He put the milk through a cooling system. Some of the milk went into churns
which were put out at the gate to be taken away on a lorry and some he sold round the village. He had a pony and cart and he would ladle the milk out of a large churn for his customers.
Flyer: The Co op deliveries came from the Rowland Road. Dairies in Scunthorpe. The milk checks that were bought at the
Co-op were different colours white, red, blue and a yellowish one. These were put for the milk man as payment for milk delivered.
At our house we had both tall bottles and smaller stubby ones that had cream on top and had a red foil top, I think that our
checks were white and red. White must have been for sterilised milk, red for pasteurised. Occasionally a blue one was put
out and if I'm right a silver topped bottle was left but I don't know what it was. The yellowish check when left was for a small
bottle of orange juice that was ready to drink. The other milk that came into the village was from Clover Dairies who I think
were in Colin Road Scunthorpe. I'm not sure if they just delivered to the shops or whether they had a round in the village.
Val (Bent) Mercer:
Flyer was right about the milk being delivered house to house around Winteringham by the Co-Op
from Rowland Road in Scunthorpe. Clover also brought milk,but I seem to think it was just to shops and the third-pint
bottles to schools. Remember the milk at school ... with the white paper straws ? Clover was then based at Parkinson
Avenue in Scunthorpe, near Brittannia Corner. It then moved to Colin Road around the 1970's (I think)
He was right to a point about the milk checks (round plastic discs about the size of a 10p piece), which were bought at the
CO-OP. But they changed from summer to winter. I think I've got this the right way round .... in summer they were red (for
silver-topped pasteurised, which was a halfpenny cheaper than the other two sorts) and yellow was for the tall, thin-necked
sterilised and the red foil-topped homogenised, which were the same price. We knew which to leave, as it was down in the book.
In winter they were white and royal blue. It was the same principle, but I just can't remember which way round that was. If
anyone wanted a small bottle of orange they would leave a note, and the money, along with the milk checks, on the doorstep. Milk deliveries didn't sell butter, eggs and potatoes until years later.
One thing I often look back on, and find amazing .... people would put their milk checks (or money, if they had forgotten to
buy the milk checks from the CO-OP) on the doorstep, under a small container .... and I cannot recall a time when it had been stolen. Can you imagine doing that now ?
The rounds were very large on the lorries. You would start around six o'clock in the morning, load up, and off you'd go. But
you'd be going round quite a few villages, and often didn't finish until 2 o'clock in the afternoon. You had to be in good health,as it was very tiring, but I enjoyed it very much.
Margaret Blanchard (Arthur Teal the cobbler’s daughter) delivering milk in Scunthorpe with a three-wheeled electric float.
Photograph provided by Lorna Tomlinson
Our recent feature following a question posed by Mary Fell, on ice-cream vans, reminded me that the village has been
served by many mobile shops and delivery services - milk, fish, butchers, bakers, cleaning aids (who can forget the small
tins of lavendar furniture polish that seemed to end up at school for use just before open day!) coal, wood, French onion sellers and Sikhs selling something that I have completely forgotten!
The picture shows some encyclopedias bought at the back door in Winteringham in the early 1950s! After seeing the pic, Mary Fell wrote: I still have the full set in the loft, my
Mum bought them at the door, date not sure but around 1952/53. The editor remembers reading about the Mulberry Harbour in the encyclopedias, which seemed very old in the
1950s .... and now he lives just 80 miles from where they ended up and STILL act as breakwaters 70 years after they were taken across the Channel on D-Day + 1! BUT were
some of them made using Eastwoods cement ......
Mary Fell writes: I have tried to remember any and have come up with the following list with just a few.
Wilfords which might have later become Lacey & Clark but I'm not sure, Hatfields Butcher,
Woolleys Baker from Barton, later this might have been taken over by the Coop but again I am not sure also Sikh Hawkers
used to travel to Winteringham on the Bus and then go around door to door selling goods from a suitcase. The last one I remember was Steve Earle from Ferriby.
I've been thinking about the Sales Persons who served Winteringham and have come up with the following which my help shed a little more light on Sundays entry on the Web Pages.
The Co op Butcher came round in a large dark red/maroon van with the entrance for shoppers at the rear: The van was driven by a Mr Aspinall who I believe came from Ashby.
Kleeneze was the sales man that had a suit case packed with household wares that went door to door and had tins of the
polishes they sold hence the little tins of Lavender polish that turned up at school! The Indian gentleman I believe was selling rugs and carpets, many with bright colours.
Betterware was another sales man working from a suitcase
Another person who came door to door were the Gypsy - not like the ones to day but most were of Romany stock. They
would turn into at certain limes of the year and from what I recall had no hard-sell, they would show you what they had in
their baskets and give you a price and if no sale was made they happily went on their way but that was very rare that there
was no sale made, as the pegs that they made and sold would last for years. They were split twigs of a certain size split shaped cleaned and fastened with a Band of tin. and lasted longer than shop bought ones
Mr Button was the stick and log man and lived just over the Haven Bridge in what was the large white house.
Val Peill writes:
Two little girls from Marsh Lane awaited with anticipation every Friday Night for the visit of Mr Earl with
his van to arrive knowing that there would be a treat for them, in a summer they would be allowed out to choose, but come
winter they had to wait anxiously for the surprise treat, usually their mum would hide the sweets behind her back and say
which hand, why I don't know as they were the same thing. Such a happy memory, made more special as 60 years past and Mr Earl still remembered the girls.
Mr Earl died not so long ago I think aged 92. He was Margaret Kitchen's father Alan's Father in-law. Val
Sandra Clayton writes:
What about George Clayton who made an excellent job of sweeping the roads and keeping the
village tidy in the 1950's. He use to wear leather gaiters and push a wheelbarrow and he lived in the Alms houses at Town
End. He always had a dewdrop on the end of his nose. When he was sweeping down Marsh Lane he would knock on the
door and mum would make him a mug of tea. She always made it in a special mug kept especially for him. I don't know what became of him.
Does anyone else remember Hans who stopped on at the camp after the war. I always thought that he was a prisoner of
war. He would walk round the village, possibly looking for people to talk to. He came into Marsh Lane but never into the
house. He used to make wooden toys for us children and I remember he made me a little wooden ladder with a man who would jump over the ladder when you squeezed. He just seemed to disappear.
Val Peill reminds us that we haven’t mentioned the coal deliveries, still going on in 2013 by Mastins coal, though in years
gone by there were others (the story of the Coal Cart Race down Low Burgage is here). And nor, Val reminds us, have
we mentioned the dilly cart, so necessary before the village was on mains sewerage!