It’s been a strange lead-up to the Festive Period. The country ground to a halt due to weather conditions more normally experienced in Siberia, and the result was the collapse of every delivery service known to man.
I heard a perfect example of just how crazy things have become when a friend of mine went to post a parcel at the Post Office. We’ll call him Dave, because that’s his name.
Dave: “I have a Parcel for posting.”
PO: “That’ll be £3.00.”
Dave: “Will that be delivered tomorrow?”
PO: “No. You’ll need to send it by Special Delivery if you want that.”
Dave: “How much is that, then?”
Dave: “OK, I’ll go for that then.”
PO: “Certainly… except, Royal Mail have retracted the next day guarantee because of the weather.”
Dave: “When will it get there then?”
PO (shrug) “A few days.”
Dave: “So, how much for that then?”
PO: “Still £7.00.”
PO: “Oh, but it will still be treated as Special Delivery!”
Honestly, how nuts is that? Premium price: inferior service. What does “Special Delivery” mean in this case? Does the little parcel get to snuggle up to a radiator in the packed warehouse or something? Or when it eventually DOES get out on the road, does it get to ride up front with the driver?
However, despite the delivery fiasco, ice, snow and tumbling temperatures, I have it on very good authority that it will be yet another bumper year for the retailers. And I can assure everybody that none of this will stop Santa from making his regular rounds.
There will be smiling faces and friendships rekindled across the county – nothing can keep us down!
So, have a great Christmas as we look forward to the coming year… and a thaw.