mine was delivered by my old postie, Alan Curbishley.
he'd heard that my new postie was doing a cracking job but Curbs knocked on my door, microphone in hand asking whether he could get his old job back. told him to "do one" and the last I saw, he was trying to negotiate his way around the potholes along my pathway. Sad!
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This time last year he was shoving chicken hut flyers through letterboxes.
MikelMendonca!! ;-)he'd heard that my new postie was doing a cracking job but Curbs knocked on my door, microphone in hand asking whether he could get his old job back. told him to "do one" and the last I saw, he was trying to negotiate his way around the potholes along my pathway. Sad!