February 25, 2009
Thinking about the Royal Mail tends to send Guru a horrible, livid purple colour. But not today. Rather than the usual explosive, angry snorts, this story elicited, instead, gentle sighs and a tear or two. Not a response generally associated with the cynical blue one.
What has prompted this gooiness of eye? News that a Scottish postie has saved the life of a baby otter named Orla. Originally named Ozzie (post rescue, rather than by her parents, that is), a quick examination by the postman's wife prompted a name change.
Postie Kenny Wilson found Orla lying on the A7 near Stow last Sunday. Evidently a resourceful man, Wilson popped Orla into his mailbag and took her with him on a 220 mile driver, via a Mini car enthusiasts' rally.
Having fed Orla kitten milk through the tube of a ballpoint pen - he was obviously paying attention at school - Wilson eventually dropped her off at the Arthurshiel animal rescue centre near St Boswells in Roxburghshire. She is now doing well, and is getting through £15 worth of salmon a day. Considerably more than the average Royal Mail worker - not to mention Guru - can afford.
While this is a story to gladden the hardest of hearts, it rather begs the question: what was in the mailbag to keep little Orla so snug and toasty warm? Undelivered mail, by any chance?
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What a disgraceful slur. Scottish posties are religiously attentive to their duties, and never EVER put cards through your door saying that they tried to deliver a package when in fact they deliberately left it behind at the sorting office to save carrying it.
Posted by Paul | February 26, 2009 10:38 AM
Posted on February 26, 2009 10:38