The Blipper - blipped!

We had a lovely dog walk this morning, cloud/sun, damp/warm until we saw the postladies in their van who told us that a colleague of theirs had a registered letter for us, and we needed to be home.
We cut the walk short and got home just in time as Mr F's new French driving license arrived. This is the only post we've had in a fortnight as apparently there's a new sorting office in Royan which has a huge backlog of mail. Of course the postal workers hadn't prepared for this at all, so that will be where our postal voting forms are! I doubt we'll get them in time to vote now.