How about this for a postal service?

We read that Charlie gets out of bed on a Saturday morning, gets a letter that very day to meet his friend Tom Idle outside Warrington at 12 noon and is able to make the appointment only five minutes late.  Now that is what I call a postal service!

They go on to have an idyllic day, but regrettably our hero ends the day in a large puddle after skidding on some tram lines.

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