So do bitches walk differently?

A few weeks ago the royal mail went on strike.

A message on their website reckons that normal service has resumed up and around the country except for london, well in that case Sheffield must have merged with london woohoo! I’ve always wanted to be a londoner.

Maybe amazon have taken advantage of the strike action, or many the royal mail are taking advantage of amazon but something between the 2 sucks.

The first obscenely long delivery time to me was the Orange Box for the XBox 360. It was dispatched on 18th October. It reached my rippling, excitable lap on the 27th of that month. 2 days after my Xbox had expired.

More recently was Heima by Sigur Ros, which I discussed earlier. This beautiful item was pre-ordered by me significantly before the launch. It was shipped on launch, the 5th of November. Woo I thought. Well, I checked the letterbox outside our house every day drooling at the prospect of melting to Jonsí’s amazing voice. I was going mad, it wasn’t until the 10th that I finally received it.

Also, our regular post-woman has disappeared. Which is upsetting because our beloved Eddie really liked her, and she liked eddie. She’s been replaced by some idiot who at first didn’t even know how to use an outside mounted post-box. I reckon she’s a scab and that the royal mail have sacked the strikers.

But what annoys me the most is that the royal mail are now running adverts on the TV, claiming to be the “Peoples post office”. Unbelievable. At a time when we all absolutely loave them they are wasting money on nonsensical commercials. Get your act together or lose your “Royal” crown.

Yeah, so Eddie’s post-woman must have have held to her guns.  She was a hero, a defender of what is right for what should have always stayed a nationalized industry. Yeah, wherever Eddies friendly post-woman is, may you enjoy peace and prosperity.

And I hope you return to S7 soon.