Summery hot weather, working with new colleagues.
I hope I have remembered to remind them of all the tricky addresses as I send them off on their unseen loops. Always forgetting a few.
Gardens are looking full and splendid around the whole delivery. A few addresses are increasingly hard to access with overgrown bushes and pathways. Thorns, brambles and stinging nettles lurk in the foliage.
Hot hot hot. Sunny. Hot. Needed to buy cold drinks from a deliciously air conditioned local store mid way through.
Loved these two ripe red strawberries sat on a humble windowsill in Mill Hill Road.
After finishing yesterday’s delivery cold and wet today started with full sunshine. The sun hat was back out the bag.
We had double mail to delivery, as I had covered both walks on Tuesday, so heavy bags and plenty of walking.
These poppies on Stafford Street stood out, I love their scruff happenstance energy and their delicate vulnerability.
A sunny lighter delivery day so a little space inside it to enjoy noticing all the summer blooms popping with colour. Fairly warm but a fresh gentle breeze keeps the day perfect for delivering mail.
No selfie in lift as I meet an ex postie, Tom, now DPD delivery guy in the lift and have a quick chat.
After heavy rain over night the early morning street are strewn with slugs and snails. Slugmageddon up Stafford st, with many poor creatures squashed and smashed. Drama increased by a series of red dots sprayed on the pavement by each gateway.
Opening a door in West Pottergate I am caught by the golden glow of a slug on the glass.
A good morning, we are only 15 mins short of completing both walks.
Another day where despite occasional slight light drizzle we manage to avoid any serious rain. Playing catch up with double mail on walk 202 but manage to deliver all we brought out.
Hollyhocks tower over me in Gladstone Street today, another dry but overcast day in which we manage to get all delivered.
A return to work after a week’s holiday and a return to working with Craig. With all the election material delivered the sorting frame feels blissfully empty.
A perfect sunny summers day.
Another hot sunny day. An overwhelment of mail, election flyers and parcels. We do what we can, trying to let go of worrying that it is not enough.
These everlasting peas in Earlham road pop with colour.
