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Waiting!
I hate waiting!
I'm waiting to see if the Postman will deliver some CD's I ordered
yesterday over the Internet.
I ordered them before noon so there's a good chance they might be delivered today.
The problem is that my Postman is a strange character, passing middle age, who always wears shorts - Summer or Winter.
Now this might not seem important but it is to the dog who lives across the road.
It's an aging Heinz (57 varieties) medium sized, yellowish-brown free spirited canine that can somehow still manage to scurry up and over the 6 ft wooden fence, that's supposed to fence it in, and chase the Postman down the street.
The Postman usually manages to escape but has been bitten once or twice by the dog who, like the crocodile from Peter Pan, seems to have developed a taste for his intended victim.
Since the dog has not swallowed an alarm clock it's imminent arrival is not apparent until heralded by the mad scuffling sounds of the dog running up the side of the fence.
Now this means that the Postman bottles out on days when he feels his Olympic sprinting capabilities are somewhat diminished by last nights beer swilling.
The upshot of all this is that I might be waiting...
Just heard the sound of clacking letterboxes.
It's the postman in blue shirt and white shorts.
He's missed our street. Ah, well - maybe tomorrow...

Days later!
Still waiting!
I finally ended up phoning the Royal Mail yesterday to find out what had happened to my CD's.
After ages spent listening to the "engaged sound" I then spent ages listening to the "ringing sound" - eventually someone answered. I explained my situation and was told that deliveries were suspended to my street because they did not want to put one of their employee's in peril.
I asked why they had not notified me of this and it seems they
have sent me a letter!!!