Getting older, lack of post and webcams

Getting older, lack of post and webcams

This week I celebrated another birthday which was a good excuse for two birthday cakes, one for the family lunch at the weekend and another to entertain the after school kids.  Despite my best efforts at dangling over both cakes with loose hair, I did manage to avoid setting fire to the ends.

The arrival of another birthday caused the internet offers to go into overdrive.  Within four minutes of the clock striking midnight to signal the dawning of 6^th April my inbox was festooned with offers for a powered wheelchair with 50% off (does that mean only one wheel?); insurance for the over 50’s (hello, get your facts right, I am not 50 yet); various herbal products to relieve joint pain (not that sort of herbal); an offer for a retirement home (just what planet are these people on?) and finally details of a walk in bath.  I can hardly wait to see what I am offered when I do hit 50.

I accosted a postman in the street this week as he was stuffing his sacks into one of those holding boxes and asked if my missing Christmas post was amongst the mass of envelopes.  He told me he was not surprised that I am still waiting for post this far after Christmas as the Royal Mail is being run into the ground by the management, the staff are leaving in droves (yes, tell me about it…….…no end of different staff on each week with varying speeds of delivery) and there is still post in the sorting office to be sorted from pre-Christmas but they are not allowed to touch it.

They failed to deliver my electricity bill last month and I received a letter from NPower’s debt people asking for payment.  One swift call into NPower to find out the postage date and I have more evidence to tackle them with.  Two weeks further down the line and the original bill has yet to show up.

We have absolutely the worst (and most expensive) postal service in Europe without a shadow of a doubt.  I was so pleased to have to spend even more this week to post a card as the prices have gone up.  Needless to say, the Royal Mail have still failed to respond to my letter from February (could be lost in transit but I guess they just cannot be bothered to address the issues raised).

Baboons could run the customer service department more efficiently and they wouldn’t need to keep nipping out for a smoking break either.  They would also be more appealing eye candy than the current employees.  Think of the savings in the wage bill too by paying them in bananas instead of hard cash.

Perhaps I could renovate an old stagecoach and start up my own postal delivery service.  There is the option to carry extra goods to generate an additional income e.g. a few yogurts, newspapers, garlic to keep the vampires away during overnight travelling………….hmmmm…….I will give this some serious thought.

In this day and age of electronic mailing, webcams and the like you would think the Royal Mail would be doing all they could to encourage the public to use their service instead of the free and easier option of virtual post. 

I have installed Skype this week to keep in free contact with friends around the planet.  Brilliant idea……..until I saw my face on the webcam.  Perhaps the old age product invites were not so far off the mark after all.  Off to order some herbs, a walk in bath and powered wheelchair.

This is all.