Bit of background: both in early 30s, single, no kids, live about an hour apart. We started dating at Christmas, really got on, saw each other most weekends and sometimes during the week. He has a Very Important Job which seemed to take up more and more of his time, and he started distancing himself in early April. I noticed, but didn't really acknowledge it.
Anyway, at the end of May, just before we were supposed to be going away for a weekend (and just before his birthday, when I'd already bought him presents, the rat!) he rang and said he "needed space to sort his head out". (I.e. "You're dumped, but I don't know how to tell you.") He said he'd like to stay in touch, and other similar platitudes, but basically, he dumped me. I didn't really see the point in staying in touch, so took him off facebook, Skype etc, and haven't contacted or heard from him since.
Until today, when a book and two DVDs I'd lent him arrived in the post, accompanied by a, frankly weird, letter:
Date (Who does that on a piece of paper torn from a notepad??)
Hey Charles,
Apologies for the delay (DELAY?? It's been three months!!) but I've been meaning to return the stuff I borrowed from you.
Hope this finds you well. How was your holiday? Having a good summer so far?
I feel so retro writing you a letter!
Take care,
Ex x x
AIBU to think the timing/ manner of this is weird? And to not reply/ return the books I borrowed from him? Or is that just petty?