Eleanor and the U.S. Mail

“The mail will stop delivering letters on Saturdays beginning in August!” This announcement has Eleanor in a hum, because she has no idea who “mail” is, other than the chain mail her knights wear — oh, and, of course, the arrogant Lord Hugh, whose forest borders hers, the one whose blue gaze shakes her to her core.  Back to the point (not as in dagger), when she has a letter, all she has to do is ask one of her maidservants, probably dear, loyal Agnes, to take it to a messenger — a male messenger,  not a mail messenger, and it will be delivered post-haste via horseback, on well-known roads through hamlets and forests.  With a flourish of trumpets, her message will arrive at its destination via a male wearing chain mail, Saturday delivery included.

Do any of you dear readers have any comments about the mail?  Feel free to weigh in!  Anon!



Filed under Eleanor and the Modern Age

2 responses to “Eleanor and the U.S. Mail

  1. Ahhh, simpler times when news didn’t bombard you 24/7… I am looking forward to Eleanor’s future musings, so refreshing, hilarious and easy to relate to…As for the mail, all I ever get is junk anyway!

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