Our last postie resigned because he was regularly given clapped out vehicles which kept breaking down. The last straw came when he was expected to drive a van with bald tyres! In our rural location most people rely on the dreaded Amazon etc for a lot of things. It was horrific to see how quickly the pile of parcels grew at the nearest post office, to the point where you could hardly get through the door. In the end another postie, officially on sick leave, brought everything in a big van to the village hall, where we all queued up like refugees waiting for food parcels, to gratefully receive our mail.
Our Welfare State. Is it broken?