When I typed in a recent blog entry hose instead of host, bogging instead of blogging I knew my brain was close to the edge of optimal functioning. When I hear today that I’d mained (there I go again) a package of valuable items addressed with just a name and a neighbourhood I know for sure my brain is spent, but not completely. (I’ll be taking a break during March BTW.)
Thankfully the wonderful G.P.O., the Royal Mail, took up the challenge and delivered my package. Is that not a minor miracle of modern life? It proves that organizations can be intelligent and responsive in ways one might think have been lost in the rush. My package went into the slow lane and reached it’s destination non the less. Is there something to be learnt here?
2 thoughts on “A Minor Miracle of Modern Life”
Hi Rev Mugo, hope that you can get that well earned rest soon and the weather is good for you.
In gassho, Kevin
Thanks Kevin. Glad you are still out there reading this. When you come to Throssel please say hi, although I guess I’m going to be away for awhile now, until the Autumn in fact.