Just to let all users of Parcelforce know that on Monday 11th January 2016 I received what can only be call unique service, it surpassed my greatest of expectations, at 13:58 the delivery driver in his van raced up my road at speed, stopping at number 16 four doors from my house which is number 8 Eskdale Road (which is located in Whitburn not Amarillo, nor is it paved with yellow bricks, although my name is Yellowley but not Caplin) he jumped out and rang the bell (was it twice, I wonder) He received no answer so proceeded to the back garden where he found a shed (not a cabin in the woods) opening the door he threw the parcel in, writing out a card for number 16 to tell them their parcel had been delivered. He left racing down the road to………hopefully not to Perdition. We know all this because he was caught on CCTV. Well on Tuesday 12th January 2016 I duly noted that my parcel was recorded as been delivered, according to the tracking service. So I telephoned hoping not to be kept hanging on. I was answered by artificial intelligence at first but finally by a human. I was told that they would look into the case, the game was now afoot. The delivery driver was sent out to retrieve the errant parcel. He raced once again at top gear up my road at 14:07 to the door of number 16 (well 2 times 8 is 16) Shock, the occupants were out, the parcel was gone from the secure storage facility in the garden, where he had tossed it previously, he came to tell me at number 8 what he had done, and that he had left a note at number 16. I enquired as to why he had delivered my parcel there (which was correctly addressed, I am no relation to Carlotta Valdes, I began to fee a bout of vertigo) his answer “I had a bad day yesterday”. Now started my almost impossible mission to obtain the parcel, by this time the Police had been informed, but they never became a keystone to the enquries. Well Mr Parcelforce driver you may have kept me on the run but at least the parcel was not doomed, the return to number 16 of the owners at 16:00 hours saw to the exchange and handover of the goods at the garden gate. All number 16 could say was I just do not believe it. So now we know that when we next order 1000 blow up dolls would all nearby residents look out for Batman and Robin and await an unexpected explosion. That’s all folks!