This week I have not been “ambushed” by cake, and neither has Rishi Sunak “accidentally” attended a party I was having. But what I wish I was ambushed by, accidentally or otherwise, is my post.
I have only lately received a Tracked 48 package that took five weeks to arrive. I think that makes it, in fact, a Tracked 840 package, which isn’t listed as one of the Royal Mail options, or publicised, but it exists, I promise you. Meanwhile, I am still awaiting my copy of the Christmas edition of the Radio Times. I hope it comes soon since I’d hate to miss the Call the Midwife special. I’d be gutted.
I’m sorry, today’s column is going to read like something from Which?
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