Crap.I was asked to wait in today,a small parcel for the wife.Deliver time 09-43 -10-43.Waited and waited.11-00 no sign.So i fetched the wife home from work.She gave it while early afternoon.She was told it had been signed for,oh no it hadn't not here anyway.Tracked to a name of PERFECT.Ironic.Being an old Postman i looked in our telephone book.PERFECT lives in Parkside Crescent.He had taken it to the wrong street.A neighbour in the wrong street had signed for it.Why i don't know.So we were promised a delivery at 14-30.Well by 15-00 no sign.Then out of the corner of my eye i spots the said van,tearing past our house.The wife is upstairs looking out of the window,he goes to another house in our street.While my wife watches the occupier shakes her head.He leaves with parcel in hand.Then he has a brainwave he reads the address again,He then sets off to our side of the street,where he encounters me, i am stood outside in the rain i have a conversation with him,he goes.Use effing Royal Mail next time.It makes sense.Not going to mention company but there is a LINK somewhere in MILAN.I should EXPRESS my gratitude we got it at all.But i won't.