Postmen are refusing to deliver to a block of flats in London unless they are escorted by a group of female pensioners.Yes, you read that right. And no, it's not April 1st yet...
The arrangement began six months ago after a 34-year-old woman living in Rowland Hill flats was accused of assaulting a postman as well as sending threatening emails to Royal Mail.
As part of the bizarre operation, two female pensioners living at the flats watch the postman’s van in case his tyres are slashed.*sighs*
6 comments:
Indeed. As an arsonist meself (incendary is such a harsh word), I would like to be escorted by the local voluntary fire brigade, as long as they keep their fire fighting equipment at home. Perhaps they could imagine they are part of the UN. They could fiddle with themselves and I could burn 'Rome'. On second thoughts, I should be burning Dudley.
Why not arm the postman with awalking frame as a defensive measure, or a more lethal mobility scooter, rather than using the OAPs?
"Dont arsk us about Mrs Cake"
(See 'Men At Arms': Terry Pratchett)
Wasn't Mrs Cake also referred to in Going Postal?
More apposite I would have thought...
Oh, and Sir Rowland Hill invented the postage stamp.
True, Rightwinggit, but the slogan on the Ankh-Morpork Post Office wall made its first appearance ten years earlier in 'Men At Arms:
NEITHER RAIN NOR SNOW NOR GLOM OF NIT CAN STAY THESE MESENGERS ABOT THEIR DUTY
DON'T ARSK US ABOUT:
rocks
troll's with sticks
All sorts of dragons
Mrs Cake
Huje green things with teeth
Any kinds of black dogs with orange eyebrows
Rains of spaniel's
fog.
Mrs Cake
"On second thoughts, I should be burning Dudley."
Quite!
"Why not arm the postman with awalking frame as a defensive measure..."
Or a pepper spray?
""Dont arsk us about Mrs Cake""
:D
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