LAST Friday I was waiting for a very important letter, and was annoyed when the postman failed to materialise.

Much later with still no post, I knocked on my neighbours' doors, and found out they too had no mail.

At nearly 10pm there was a thud in the hallway, and sure enough there were the letters!

I went outside to ask the postman what was the meaning of this?

He replied without apology "it's not my fault, mate, the usual postie is on holiday.'' If this was a one-off I would not be writing this letter, but this was the third time that week.

Privatisation? You can keep it.

JOE KELLY, Newtown, Southampton.