It’s a complete pain when you come home to one of these little tickets. The docket doesn’t give anything away – no clues as to what is in the parcel. We can’t even tell who or where it’s from. The only time we can pick it up is the parcel office’s one night a week late opening in our local town so we’ve got several days to wait. We’ve wracked our brains to try to work out what the parcel could be – both of us are denying buying anything.

All we can deduce from the ticket is that it’s a parcel and it’s too big for the letter box. It's incredibly frustrating. Think…think…think…








PING - it’s a pair of Chinese slippers for the office party fancy dress – don’t ask!