My Postman has a groupie.
It's not him I’m after exactly. It's more to do with what he can give me.
Not that I don’t love my postman. I do. He is awfully friendly. If he sees me outside when he comes by he always has a conversation and even drives his motorbike up the driveway to hand deliver the mail.
My fascination with the postman goes back a long way. It all started when I was four. It was my job to collect the mail every day and I used to stand guard at the mail box waiting for the postman's bicycle to come down the street. I took this task very seriously. Of course in those days I wasn’t so interested in the mail just the small white packet of spearmint leaves he would give me every now and then. A gift which became all the more sweeter because my older sisters were at school and I never had to share.
How times have changed. These days the postman would get locked up for doing the same thing and my mother would be denounced for allowing her child so much sugar from a perfect stranger.
So, I’ve always had a bit of a soft spot for postmen. Even though when I lived in the UK for some years my interest waned. Homes in the UK don't seem to have mailboxes as we do here. The post is put through your front door (and you don't need alarm clocks because the thud of mail wakes you up every morning). I assume it has something to do with the weather and keeping the mail dry but it can't be too easy for the postal service delivering mail this way.
The mailman in the village I lived in Scotland walked the mail everywhere which I guess is the only way to do it if you have to go into people’s yards or upstairs to their front door bypassing pets and children's toys along the way.
I now love getting mail even though my current mailman doesn’t bring me sweets or anything in unmarked paper bags.
He brings me something way better.
While googling a couple of months ago I happened to come across a competition site (yes Lisleman that is just one of the reasons why I'm a slack blogger). You register on the site. It gives you links to all the competitions available online and you enter. Easy.
I just entered a few of them and left it at that.
About six weeks later the mailman delivered a box set of Sex and the City. My first competition win.
So I entered some more.
Then the mailman delivered jewellery, makeup, a huge amount of perfume, movie tickets, books and so on.
I now take about ten minutes a week and enter competitions. You don’t even have to buy a postage stamp because the competitions are all entered online and take moments.
Anyway, it’s worth checking out. Someone has to win. I use an Australian site which wouldn’t suit most of you but I am sure if you Google competitions sites you might get to fancy your postman as much as I do mine.
There's still something about the postman delivering an unexpected package that gives me goosebumps.....now can you see why I hang around my mailbox waiting for the postman?
So how does the Postman deliver your mail? Mailbox, front door, post office, carrier pigeon...