waiting in for RMSD
get an automated email from RM - we tried to deliver to you, but you were out.
thats funny, i think, I've been sat in the front room. about three metres away from the front door.
take the red card to your sorting office, says the email
thats funny, i think. theres no red card.
twenty minutes later i see postie out in the street
'oh, whats going on then?' i say
he say 'sorry, I've been a bit naughty. i get into trouble if i don't deliver them before 1 and I'm running late today'
'oh' i say.