Other people’s parcels

I have been working on a very in-depth post about International Trade, Make Poverty History and the Millennium Development Goals, but as I haven’t finished it I am instead going to talk about other people’s parcels.

Lots of people in my road have parcels arrive for them during the day. I see this from my window which commands a commanding view across the neighbourhood. (Not that I’m nosey you understand.) Unfortunately no-one else in the street is in during the day as they are all out earning a lot of money while I sit there looking out of the window.

So, the parcels men, seeing me at my window, all come knocking to see whether I will take the parcels for my neighbours. Yesterday I had two such callers, one of which I managed to convince that I was not a good bet for speedy delivery of said parcel as I was to be out during the evening. The other though did insist on leaving one large flat box and one small thin box with me, which I will probably now have for the best part of half a week as no-one came to collect it this evening and I am away at the weekend. I am slightly worried that my neighbours will be a bit cross with me as I suspect the parcels contain items essential to the smooth running of their weekend activities, but it is really not my fault for being not in during the times that I am away.

If anyone else would like me to look after a parcel for them with little hope of retrieving it within anything remotely approaching a reasonable length of time then do feel free to get in touch. I will put them in the hallway alongside the others.

Talking of parcels and other postal items (as we were), I would just like to take this opportunity to add a very small and unobtrusive reminder to this post to inform any who may not be aware that that offer of having a small microcomic posted freely to you is still open. Scroll down my friends, scroll down.