Seraphim's Journal of Muses

Postman Pat, Postman Pat, Postman Pat and his black and white..... Instrument of torture? Kidnapping sack?

That's not quite the lovable theme tune to the lovable british childrens program I was used to hearing when I was a kid. But yet, for the past 2 days I have been harrased by a creepy postman nicknamed Pat.
I won't go into details here as their has been an official complaint made by my boss against this man - as he came to my work place as part of his creepy stalker spree, but it was more than a little un-nerving.
24 hours off and a large meat pizza I think.
Yeuch.