September 25, 2009
The first time this happened I assumed a degree of laziness. Second time, I thought maybe it was due to our slightly wonky gate sticking and the courier was just throwing parcels over the fence. Today we had two parcels, carefully stacked in the middle of the path suggesting the courier either has a fucking good aim or had actually been through the gate. In which case I’m very concerned that he can’t find our house in our fairly small garden. I’d assumed the path from the gate to the front door might be a good clue, the postman, guests and all the other couriers seem to find it ok.
I have made a navigation guide for confused couriers.
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