A challenging day all round. A band of heavy rain moved in and through during the course of the delivery. My waterproof coat is not quite up to the job and the van and my glasses needed constant de-misting. High volumes of letters, cards and parcels to deliver, plus collections made for a long wet, cold day.
Despite hoping for a deal to be struck we received confirmation that we are striking for the next 48 hrs. It was difficult to move around the office this morning for volumes of parcels I can’t begin to imagine the volumes we will be dealing with when we return to work Saturday…
Today: A series of fallen leaves with rain drops: Leaf on van window, delivery office: Grove Avenue: Ipswich Grove: Newmarket Road
An overcast cooler day. I am really enjoying the silvery water droplets on the fallen leaves. The leaf colours are magnificent, I feel a sadness at how quickly their splendour fades. I pick some up and put in the pocket of my bag but forget to retrieve them. They will likely be crumpled, dry And distinctively less splendid when I find them tomorrow.
A normal Friday delivery, busy but not too taxing. Delivery office full of talk of the new strike dates and the offer of early retirement made yesterday.
Today: Church Avenue: Leaf and Leaves, Ipswich Rd: “bejewelled” leaf, Ipswich Grove
After a misty start a real gem of a day emerged. Plenty of mail, a water company letter to all addresses in Ipswich Road, a sturdy Gresham annual going to a surprisingly large number of houses, and predictable plenty of Christmas catalogues.
The earlier mist seemed to have left brown and orange dew drops on fallen leaves, and the morning glistened and smoked as the sun emerged. Golden.
Today: Fabulous colours Benjamin Gooch Way: Foliage and shadow, 7 Paxton Place: Shade of green fig, Church Avenue East: Leaf, Ipswich Grove: Leaf, Grove Avenue.
A return from another strike day. Again it felt like a Monday. The most beautiful balmy morning that took a nasty, unexpectedly wet turn in the middle. Caught out without a rain coat. Apprehensive as to what tomorrow will bring…
Too much mail for our allocated work time, a fraught tense day and a feeling of not being able to deliver one’s best. A disappointing discovery that tomorrow we strike again. Silver linings of half term empty roads and being gifted a liquorice all sort jar by one of my customers(it was on it’s way to the charity shop) that my Dad will love.
Today: Oak leaves, Ipswich Rd: Shadowy sunlight, Lime tree rd: Lethal Rose spines, End House: Autumn leaf: Windscreen leaf and self reflection.
The tsunami of strike postponed mail hit today. Redundancies have been announced. Tense atmosphere in the sorting office and a need to prioritise what we deliver to get done. Not a good feeling. At odds with the calm beauty of the day.