First of all, lets just admire this box. Note the pride that the shipper must have taken in his craft. The youth who delivered this wreck literally ran away after I’d signed for it. I’ve been trapped in the house for a few days over the last week waiting for various packages to be delivered. In the UK it seems almost every single package I receive requires signature on delivery, no matter how insignificant the contents. A person spends half her time at the mercy of delivery men. Here are four things I have been trapped in the flat waiting for lately (two of which arrived in boxes riddled with gaping holes):
I wish there was more to report. Perhaps next week. Over and out.