It’s time again, for Kat Myrman’s wonderful challenge, to write a story, inspired by her picture prompt, in 280 characters or fewer.
Here is this week’s prompt and my contribution.
Check out all the fabulously creative entries here and, if you’ve never had a go, why not try a story of your own? You may surprise yourself!
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Special Delivery
There was no such thing as first and second class post then, all letters were important.
These, especially.
They explained why Daddy had to go away; why he couldn’t return.
Sadly, they never arrived, having been stolen by a dishonest postman.
Found 20 years later.
Delivered too late!
(280 characters)
These types of UK definitive stamps known as Wildings were first issued in 1952
In 1956 when this letter was sent, the postal rate was 2½d for up to 2oz (1 penny for 56.7 grams)
What a sad story!
Talking of stamps brought back a memory. I remember stamp collecting with my brother, sat at the Dining table under the window with our little books, though actually they weren’t little at all!
When you think about it, no matter how much or how little people had in their homes back then, everyone had a dining table!
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I still have my UK stamp collection, and a dining table!
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That survived well!
These days, some homes are too tiny to fit in a table. I Still have a dining table but no stamp collection!
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Such a sad story. No doubt there could be some truth to it though. Nicely penned Peter. 😊
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Thank you Kat. We have had several cases over the years where postal workers hid away their letters rather than delivering them!
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How sad that the recipients never saw them!
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A letter too late that may have made a difference. A heart sad story Peter.
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It’s surprising how many times, over the years, you hear of letters being stolen or hoarded by a postman who’s either dishonest or has problems coping with his job & just doesn’t deliver the post. I used to work on a post office counter, so probably took more notice of articles about such misdemeanours. The fear & sadness regarding these stories was always, “What if there was something really important in that
post?” Inevitably, there would be. The actions of others, can be life-changing!
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This is such an emotional post, Peter. Very well written. I’m back to follow you. WordPress got me un-followed many blogs.
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Welcome back Miriam. WordPress does some strange things at times!
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I know, the first time happened to me. I panicked and didn’t know what to do. I traced and followed back as many as possible. Some seek me out. When it happened again, I was busy with promoting my book and didn’t do too much.
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Very sad but a good take on the prompt, Peter. Interesting about the stamps!
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I used to collect stamps and still have my UK ones, along with a coin collection. Tucked away in a cupboard somewhere!
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Very cool! Any hidden treasures among them?
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I may be able to afford a decent meal if I sold them!
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Hahaha! Oh well!
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Sad, a small theft having such consequences.
I’m surprised they haven’t changed stamps to “first” and “standard” class. Get with the times, Royal Mail!
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Did First and Second class post never get as far as Cornwall? I’m sure they’ll get round to you eventually!
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I hope so. Terribly unreliable, pigeons.
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