No Black And White Cat

I thought of the title for this blip before I went into the sorting office to retrieve the item of post they were holding for me. I was in a more charitable frame of mind at that point as I was still hopeful I was there to pick up a package of some sort.

No such luck. It was a postcard. I love getting postcards but it was so not worth the bus fare down to Portobello to pick it up, especially as the sender told me they had sent the same postcard to somebody else and it had arrived with no problem at all. I'm really not feeling very jolly towards the Post Office anymore.