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Our postie walks round in shorts all year, whatever the weather. Everyone knows him and calls him John, probably because that's his name😀

Same guy though knocked on my door when he heard Cal died. Didn't even have a delivery for us that day. Village life I suppose .
Our neighbour is a postie, everyone calls him Postie Pete even though his name is Micky. We also had a neighbour who was known as Polish Joe, his name wasn’t Joe and he wasn’t Polish either. Odd lot round this way.
 
Absolutely. Same happened to me when Nik chipped off. Notes through the door, funnily enough, Phil, the postie, did what John did. A neighbour, Charlie, had told him it didnt end well, and he popped round. I have said it once, I have said a million times, folk are nice.
My Dad's postman knocked a few days after Dad died. One of the neighbours had told him. Folk are nice.
 

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