Whilst unloading my shopping this morning and gradually getting it up the steps (steep steps to the front of my house) I noticed next doors dog had been round again and helped himslef to our rubbish... it was scattered all down the side of the house. I left the two heaviest bags at the bottom of the steps (intending to go back, obviously!) to give myself a break and started to clear the mess.
Postman comes... I was clearly visable, shopping all by the front door, bar the two at the bottom, clearly heavily pregnant and he didn't even offer to bring the two bags, just posted the letters and carried on. I only noticed him when he was on the way down.
Thanks alot Mr Postie!
When did people stop being nice?! 