Now the clocks have gone forward and the evenings are lighter there is no excuse for not going out canvassing after work and having some sort of life instead. Actually that is not 100% correct. We found an excuse to not canvass tonight: everybody thought that somebody else was going to print out the necessary lists of names and addresses. In the end we just went out and posted loads of letters that we all had not quite got round to doing yet.Even just delivering letters we came across some strange behaviour.
We were delivering letters that were personally addressed, with the name and address perfectly visible through a window in the envelope. My colleague put one letter through the wrong door and the occupant came out to give it back to him because it was not for her. Fair enough, but she had opened it.  Was that just a case of not looking or was it sheer nosiness?
I delivered one letter and an old boy opened the door and started asking who I was and who the letter was from. I can’t imagine doing that. If I wanted to know what was in a letter I think I would just open it. I wonder if he does that with the postman every day?
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