Snail mail has taken on a whole new meaning for me
A rout of snails have taken up residence in my mailbox – and make short work of bills, writes Janet Street-Porter
I’m a victim of mail tampering.
Restoring my new (old) thatched home in Norfolk, I used local workmen whenever possible, and tried to pay bills promptly. To make life easier for postmen, a plastic mailbox was installed by my neighbour’s gate down the track.
Unfortunately, every snail in the area found a route to this cosy, waterproof luxury home and the inside has become their new abode.
About 20 are in residence at any one time. Meals are provided by a regular supply of envelopes dropped in – residents are not keen on magazines in plastic wrappers, but manage to eat a huge amount of normal paper, starting at the edge and then munching out a series of narrow chunks.
If the box isn’t emptied for 48 hours, very little remains of any bill. That’s my excuse, anyway.
Snail mail has taken on a new meaning in deepest Norfolk.
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