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This view, looking west from the green, has lost its two community facilities: The Bell is now a house, while the shop on the right is now a house called The Old Post Office.

There is the more familiar red telephone box on the traffic island, a modern post box, and Belisha beacons to aid pedestrians wishing to cross the road.

In more modern times the town was a major coaching post on the great North Road, and several fine inns survive here.

The Post Office, here with advertising signs for Senior Service cigarettes fixed to the shopfront, is now a house.

The Post Office, established in 1908 in the house with Doric columns, still functions here.

Once one of the finest post-Reformation Gothic churches in the country, Charles Church was gutted in the blitz and the ruins retained as a memorial to Plymouth's war dead.

The bridge over the tailrace, partly built in hachestone, has rails and posts inscribed 'A Barnes Woodbridge 1901'.

Brownlow Cottage (left), surrounded by its white picket fence, housed the village store and post office, its windows graced with enamel lettering signs advertising Fry's chocolate and cocoa.

We are looking downhill and seawards from the post office (left) and the Volunteer Arms (far right) at the Top of Town.

Weyhill is a roadside settlement of little more than a pub, a post office and the church of St Michael.

The village shop and post office in the distance beyond the children still functions, but the shop-like Gilling Club (to the left of the woman in the middle of the road) has become a house

St Edward's was completed in 1940, although the redbrick geometrical design looks post-war.

Maplesden is still running his printing works at No 1 - although it is no longer a post office - and at No 5 Gatland Bros.

The shop with the Hovis sign is the Crossways Churt shop, which includes the village post office, while Phippards on the right is still a newsagent and confectioner (now Churt News).

At its west end the village had a post office and stores. Now a house, it retainst the Victorian wall letterbox near the door, cleared four times a day in around 1900.

This view along a minor lane was taken by Frith's photographer as one of the company's normal village store or post office views; in the middle distance is the gable of a thatched cruck house, the self-explanatory

In the distance is a corn-grinding post mill (centre left), possibly owned at this time by a Mr Mallett, whose worry was that the building of houses nearby would keep the wind from the mill's sails

The journey from the capital to the naval port took eight hours; the six hours to Liphook cost 13s 6d.

The post office on the right was formerly the Agricultural Hall. At the Royal Hotel on the left the author first sampled samphire, a Norfolk delicacy found growing in salt marshes around the coast.

A few miles from the old port of Pwllheli, this small village on the side of the river Erch would seem to offer little to the passer-through; but a few houses, a church and a small shop offering anything

Timothy Whites, the chemist, was a familiar sight in post-war Wales and is a conspicuous business on the Square.

But the cars are getting bigger, and the Vauxhall exudes the post-war General Motors influence - Britain is going to get a lot more American yet!

Behind Ken Pett's green post office van on the left of the picture, you can just see the remains of Norman Burton's shop which burnt down during the early hours of 6 January 1948.

The lady on the left is standing outside Budleigh's post office, as we may even today, for it has so far survived on the same site.