I think I hit the wall yesterday due to the fact I’m not feeling 100% at the moment. Nothing to stop me from delivering but just a bit fluey. To help me through this I really need the weather to be kind tomorrow morning as it’s another big day of delivery thro Moreton, Upton, West Kirby and Hoylake with a little bit of Prenton on route. Its been my favourite route since the bike deliveries have started, mainly due to the fact that I’ve always got lucky with the weather. The weather has a massive impact on whether you enjoy a certain route or whether you’ve got memories of a particularly bad day. Which can taint your view of what would otherwise be an enjoyable route to deliver too. There are plenty of days I can remember as a postman when it’s been horrendous and it’s not always the rain that makes it a bad day. Heat is a killer and can be so draining that after a few hours you can literally feel your body burning fat. The snow can be tricky but as long as it’s not turned icy it’s quite pleasant. The worst for me personally is the wind, I’ve been sent out on days when it’s been advised to stay indoors, branches are falling off trees and you can hear slates moving on roofs. It’s really scary, and the one time I want to mention is when I was delivering in the wind in Oxton. There had already been fallen trees, debris in the street. You end up walking around looking up as it’s objects from above that can seriously damage your health and quite easily kill you. I was delivering to a sheltered accomodation complex, the house is set back from the road and has a path leading down to the door, next to the path is a grassy area. I had delivered to the address and as I walked back up the path, I never heard anything apart from a whooshing noise. Within a yard of my right side a huge slate had fallen off the roof and half buried itself in the floor. I thought to myself I wouldn’t have been able to save myself if that slate had fallen a Yard further away. It’s a chilling moment and one you don’t forget. I remember phoning up the office straight after and telling them it wasn’t safe to deliver. Their stock response is always no one else has phoned up so it must be safe to deliver. You later find out that half the office did phone up to be belittled the same way.
Wirral fact today comes from Wallasey and is about the meaning of the word Wallasey. The name Wallasey originates from the Germanic word Wallasey meaning stranger or foreigner, which is also the origin of the name Wales. The suffix “-ey” denotes an island or area of dry land. Originally the higher ground now occupied by Wallasey was separated from the rest of the Wirral by the creek known as Wallasey Pool (which later became the docks), the marshy areas of Bidston Moss and Leasowe and sand dunes along the coast.
Not just a postman.
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