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We kept the street address, never opted for a box to hopefully keep someone employed.

Over the years we first had a middle aged man deliver via a bicycle, he got knocked off and injured, placed into office duties after cycling thousands of kilometers during a year, he did it for about six years. Yes I miss the friendly chat over the gate offering him a sandwich and cold drink on a short stop.

Now system has so deteriorated a younger chap delivers by foot, who know what distance he walks daily to earn sadly a pittance, times have changed from being proud to completely disgruntled and I cannot blame the employers.

Here we have the posties on little motorbikes, they are covered in bright yellow, shirt, hat, helmet and a flag. The flag is to deter the magpies from swooping at them. A couple of our resident ones were very diligent protecting our little place.
Your postie situation is very glum, I feel for sorry for the workers getting so little for their efforts. It is a glum situation in every way.

Balance in life over here has been out of sync for too long, when change happened we rejoiced hoping for a better future for all, alas they never learned "Don't throw the baby out with the bathwater"!