XPost: uk.politics.misc, alt.politics.british   
   From: banana@REMOVE_THIS.borve.demon.co.uk   
      
   In article , Stephen Glynn   
    writes   
      
   >banana wrote:   
   >> If you send something by 'Royal' Mail recorded delivery, it will be   
   >> logged at various points during its journey, using a barcode.   
   >>   
   >> You can also phone up to check whether it's arrived.   
   >>   
   >> You get a recorded message saying they should be able to tell you within   
   >> FIVE DAYS of the day you sent it.   
   >>   
   >> The country's falling apart, isn't it?   
   >>   
   >> What's it going to be like next year, or the year after?   
   >>   
   >> (The debt, gambling, and drugs sectors are expanding though. Work that   
   >> one out!)   
   >>   
   >> Soon they'll probably get rid of street postboxes altogether, and you'll   
   >> have to pay to have letters delivered to your door.   
   >>   
   >> (Cue responses from idiots telling me I don't understand that it 'has   
   >> to' be like this).   
      
   >Why would you phone Royal Mail rather than the recipient to see whether   
   >it's arrived or not?   
      
   You might for example if you don't trust the recipient, you don't want   
   to speak to them for some other reason, or maybe they are a big   
   organisation and you need to know something has arrived by a certain   
   date even though it will take some time to get processed, or reach the   
   relevant office, once it's arrived.   
      
   A signature is given on collection and you can get a copy, but there's   
   little point (in the UK nowadays anyway) asking for a copy before you're   
   sure the item has arrived and hasn't been lost.   
      
   --   
   banana "The thing I hate about you, Rowntree, is the way you   
    give Coca-Cola to your scum, and your best teddy-bear to   
    Oxfam, and expect us to lick your frigid fingers for the   
    rest of your frigid life." (Mick Travis, 'If...', 1968)   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)   
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