Lisa's mother received a postcard from Italy on Tuesday.

Lisa's workmates (the people she works with, not her DIY accessories) received a postcard from Italy on Wednesday.

It's now Friday. So have I received a postcard yet..?

That would be a no.

But obviously I'm not taking it personally. These things happen.

I have, however, received a postcard this morning from my aunt, who informs me that she's been to Tresco. I thought "blimey, does she really need to write just to inform me of her latest shopping trip?", before realising Tresco is one of the Isles of Scilly.

She sent that on Tuesday.

Second class.

From a rock in the middle of the Atlantic.

But hey, Italy's a long way away too.

Anyhoo, I'm off down to Brighton now. It's about a two and a half hour drive. Yes, that is a lot of trouble to go to, I know, but it's ok, I don't mind. We do these things for the ones we love.

I expect the postbox at Lake Garda was a bit of a trek too.