el punal
Well-known member
It's Friday, there's no Albion game tomorrow and I'm bored so I thought I would post this:
Having, up to recently, worked as a postman for Royal Mail was that one of the "perks" of the job was to have a good chuckle at the weird and wonderful names and addresses on the letters.
Here are a few examples:
Miss Ophelia Balls. Mr.Titt, who lived next door to Mr.Cock. A Francis Drake who really did live in Plymouth. And, my favourite, Dick Pounder!
For those of you living in East Sussex, please tell me that there isn't a Bell End Industrial Estate in Uckfield.
On the same theme, some years back I worked in the drinks industry.My job at the time was to arrange tastings in supermarket stores and then confirm all details with the relevant store.
One particular store was in Cradley Heath in the West Midlands. When I phoned to establish the manager's name I spoke to someone with a really thick Black Country accent. So I found it very difficult to understand what the hell he was saying. Three times I had to ask him to ensure that I'd heard it correctly.
Anyway, a letter of confirmation was sent to the store marked for the attention of : Miss Manly Cock.
I later found out that it should have read Miss Mandy Cook! Oh well.
Having, up to recently, worked as a postman for Royal Mail was that one of the "perks" of the job was to have a good chuckle at the weird and wonderful names and addresses on the letters.
Here are a few examples:
Miss Ophelia Balls. Mr.Titt, who lived next door to Mr.Cock. A Francis Drake who really did live in Plymouth. And, my favourite, Dick Pounder!
For those of you living in East Sussex, please tell me that there isn't a Bell End Industrial Estate in Uckfield.
On the same theme, some years back I worked in the drinks industry.My job at the time was to arrange tastings in supermarket stores and then confirm all details with the relevant store.
One particular store was in Cradley Heath in the West Midlands. When I phoned to establish the manager's name I spoke to someone with a really thick Black Country accent. So I found it very difficult to understand what the hell he was saying. Three times I had to ask him to ensure that I'd heard it correctly.
Anyway, a letter of confirmation was sent to the store marked for the attention of : Miss Manly Cock.
I later found out that it should have read Miss Mandy Cook! Oh well.
Bless!
