Chapter 4: The End (Part 1) |
"JAMES!!"
Darkness.
"Ah&God! James!!"
A thick fog surrounded me, the viscosity of which dulled my movements as limbs failed to respond, lips failed to part, eyelids failed to open.
"Oh God! JAMES!...
Posted by on Fri, 13 Jul 2007 07:07:00 GMT |
Chapter 3: The Office |
A delivery office car park is about as organised as a bowl of spaghetti. I was ten minutes early and thought I would attempt to find a space to squeeze my fiat panda into. It was quickly discovered t...
Posted by on Mon, 02 Jul 2007 11:31:00 GMT |
Chapter 2: Brotherly Love |
"There's no two ways aboot this, mister!"
"Mum!!"
"You heard me, Nathan Thomas Silverton!"
"But I need to hae it or it cocks up ma collection!"
My brother wasn't giving in. For 6 years Nathan...
Posted by on Sun, 24 Sep 2006 17:50:00 GMT |
Chapter 1: The Morning Schedule |
For 23 years and 4 months I have been delivering mail to the Southside area of Glasgow. I go by many names: 'postman', 'post person', 'son', 'eegit', 'haw, you!' but mostly by the popular term 'posti...
Posted by on Thu, 21 Sep 2006 17:50:00 GMT |
Prologue |
Her real name was Mrs. Curran, but to the employees of our delivery office she was known as The Blob; 200kg of fat with lips.
"You're late!"
"My mail is wet!"
"Close my gate, you lazy sod!"
Any op...
Posted by on Sun, 03 Sep 2006 18:05:00 GMT |
Foreword |
You open your doors for us, you buzz us into your flats and you might even converse with us. What if one postie took advantage of that trust?
I started working as a postie around 2 years ag...
Posted by on Sun, 03 Sep 2006 17:45:00 GMT |
