Before the boyf and I did the Big Move In Together, it became clear that I had accumulated enough crap to sink a barge, and the boyf made it quite clear that despite our mutual love and respect, he would much prefer that our Big Move In Together did not include a box full of never-used handbags, my Point Horror books or three ball gowns from my sikth-form parties (I don't know why the dresses and the books made it to Uni, let alone my post-Uni dwelling, but they did, OK?) So, I realised, there was only one thing for it: eBay.
During what I like to term my eBay Months, I visited this post office around three times a week. I, too, was at first stung by the confusing queue-here-for-this, here-for-that system, but once I worked out my arse/elbow dilemma, I was right on track! The queue here can be massive around lunchtime, but it shouldn't take you more than 25 minutes to be served. The staff are the same every day, and in my eBay Months I built up quite a bit of banter with Young Post Office Man and Grumpy Old Post Office Witch. The counter staff know basically everything about post, which means they serve very efficiently (hence the fast queue).
Annoyingly, there seems to be a total signal-blackhole in the queue, meaning you can't even text your way out of boredom.
I am absolutely being 100% honest when I say I prefer this post office to the one in the city centre. It's a good honest postie's, with ugly greetings cards, bad radio, and grumpy staff. Just like the good old days! read more