When I bought my concertina, I knew that it would be coming on or around a certain day. I told my postman, Dana about the package and where it would be coming from and to just be on the lookout for it.

a few short days after I told Dana about the parcel, I got a knock on my apartment door at 7:30 AM. Dana had been going into work early for the past two days looking for my parcel. When he spotted it, he grabbed it and personally delivered it to me.

Ever since then, I leave a tin of home made cookies for my postman.

I think the postmen are like anyone else; you have some really great ones and you have some not-so-great ones.

Debra Cowan