So somebody sent us a Christmas parcel last week while we were at work. It was too big for the letterbox, so Postie put a card through the door, which gave us the option of either collecting it from the sorting office, or requesting a redelivery on a specified day.

Averse as I am to queueing at the sorting office, I requested a redelivery.

Today was supposed to be the day the parcel was delivered, and we've stayed in specially, despite all those bargains to be had in the sales, but Mr Postie didn't show - grrrr!