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.