A Post Post

Postman Pat always delivered his mail. Greendale could have been submerged under floodwater, it could have been blowing an almighty gale, his van might have broken down or he may even have had to outwit a thieving magpie, but Pat Clifton would always make sure his letters and parcels got to the people who were waiting for them.

Why the heck can't Royal Mail do the same?

I have customers waiting for beads to be delivered. Beads that I have packed up all carefully and paid money to the Royal Mail for so they can deliver them sometime this century. The other week they lost an expensive parcel of beads. Gone. I can't replace them as they were pretty much a one-off set. They were the 'Sea Breeze' ones, in case you're wondering .....

But it's not just outgoing mail. I am waiting for glass, jewellery supplies and sock yarn (OK, that's not important but it's the principle of the matter) to arrive and I am getting impatient. How on Earth is anyone supposed to efficiently run a business in this country when the people we pay and rely on, and put far too much trust in, couldn't organise a booze-up in a brewery?! (Did you see how polite I was there?)

So, beloved bead customers, if you ordered Cupcake beads and pendants in July then rest assured that they were posted a few days ago and they are on their way to you. When they arrive on your doormats is a different matter and is totally in the hands of our rubbishly naff postal service but I'm hoping that it'll be sometime before Christmas. But of course if you live in Greendale then I'm sure you'll have them already! ;o)

EDIT : I've just seen the new Specsavers ad. It stars Postman Pat himself. Spooky!