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Postie Apocalypse

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At eleven minutes past two, my mobile informed me that a parcel had been delivered. This was encouraging, as I had been at home all afternoon and had heard neither a van nor a knock at the door. The animals had heard nothing either, and they can hear a food packet being opened in another room through two closed doors and a running washing machine. The message included a photograph. It showed a cardboard box