07 December 2010

day 7:: postbox

 

In the snow last week, now melted, the postbox on the corner looked like something from a Victorian greetings card and it is, I'll admit, a rather fetching little postbox with its decorated top and finial.  It is something of a fraud though.  There was no postbox there at all when we moved in many years ago and when local residents lobbied for one, they demanded that the one provided should be in keeping with the local architecture.  Royal Mail must have been feeling flush at the time as so we got our pretty little postbox.

Our first Christmas card arrived today.  Which reminds me...

3 comments:

Rattling On said...

A Penfold Hexagonal, how wonderful! It is one of the first pillar boxes made and this must be a refurbished one. I have a particular fascination with post boxes of all kinds. We have one of these in town by the Opera House. Lucky you that it's so near.

colleen said...

D - I thought of you when I took this picture, knowing your penchant for a postboc! But I didn't know you would know what sort it was - I'm very impressed.

Anonymous said...

My own favourite post box is one at the corner of Dover Street and Oxford Road in Manchester. It was reckoned to have been used by Friedrich Engels when he lived in Dover Street and also by Karl Marx when he stayed with Engels. Engel's actual home had long gone and so the post box was the only tangible link left with him. I always remember, when working late one evening, a knock on my office door (universitites weren't such fortresses in those days) revealing a middle aged Korean man who was on a pilgrimage visiting sites associated with Marx and Engels. The postbox was all I could offer him! And of course, having never checked the dates, the whole postbox thing might be an urban myth. But I do hope not.

Joan