That guy is moods...

WonderA sent me some of her photographs in the mail this week.
They never got here...well the envelope made it yesterday, battered torn and empty.
I tried to register a complaint- online, by telephone and personally- all efforts met with indifference.
I didn't want compensation, the loss was sentimental - I wanted reaffirmation that my national post service could be relied on to deliver the goods. I didn't get it.
Leaving that behind, a wonderful overnight whirlwind of a visit from my eldest daughter and a plan to meet the other two for supper restores my spirit.....plus I booked my Waverley ticket for early next week. So all's good and that guy is moods no longer.