The council have spent the last week digging, shaving and re-tarmacing the road outside our house - we have been cut off to all but the Royal Mail van...how he gets through when the road is plastered with 'Road Closed'; signs is beyond us but we're not complaining. Just to walk up the road I have to run the gauntlet of diggers, tractors, and steamrollers. Due to all the disruption, CityLink have tried and failed to deliver my limited ed. Final Fantasy guide which I scrimped some Ebay money together for.
At a suggestion from Mark, I rang them and asked them if the guy could get to us via the backroads or else perhaps park at the station just at the top of the road and I would come up to meet him. They said yes and let the driver know. Fast forward a few hours and the driver rang to say he couldn't get through using the suggested backroads and was at the station. I rushed out, taking a few minutes to reach the bridge at the top of the road, and he was already out of the van with my precious parcel and the clipboard, having waited for me. What a fucking star.
Thank you Mr CityLink, for going beyond the call of duty