Good ole DHL bunged one of them "tough shit, you were out when we delivered, ha ha ha" cards through the door, but rather than having to trek down to the inaccessible hinterland, they left my package with a neighbour down the road, in a neighboring street.
Luckily for me, the Evil Thieving ChavScum of Poland have been ejected from their domicile, and a replacement friendly chappy kindly returned my parcel.
Now, the only think I'm expecting delivery of is a book, which is now over 2 months late, so imagine my surprise when I gets handed a 4.5ft by 2ft box!
What could it be, in oh-so-large a container?
A-ha! It be filled with AirBags!
Turf them out to find...
Giant cheesey wotsits!
Turn them out to find...
Another cardboard box!
Better than pass the parcel this! Openy openy!!!
Oh, it's a book.
Wot a let down. Still, it never does any good to get excited over an oversized package.
Oh well, at least I got one Xmas present this year.
Even if it is from meself...
