Maybe 100 years ago a single lady lived in this Parish.She was cracked about one man and one man only,the local Postman.He was aware ,polite but had no interest whatsoever.If anything this intensified her unrequitted love which in turn made him more disatant.
She did get her weekly fix of his presence by writing and posting a letter to herself every week.He had to deliver ,grin and bear it.
She did not snare him.
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