Ai Caramba.

On Sunday night (actually it was Monday morning. Early.) I decided to order the complete Frasier on DVD from Amazon. All 11 seasons. I have wanted it for some time, but it has been far too expensive, but then Furtle noticed that on Amazon at least, it has been discounted to about 40% of its RRP. It was still a fair outlay for something essentially frivolous, but after some protracted humming and hawing I decided "what the Hell" and ordered it.

This is how we lead up to the 'is it me?' moment that I am now suffering from.

Amazon notified me on Monday evening that the DVDs had been despatched late Monday afternoon by first class post. Estimated delivery was for today or tomorrow. As it turns out they arrived yesterday lunchtime and, of course, there was no one in to take delivery. Now, had they been sent first class as advertised, the package would have ended up in the local sorting office around the corner and I could have picked it up this morning. But no. It turns out that Amazon, bless 'em, passed delivery to a company called City Link who took it away with them and left a card for redelivery.

So I am sitting here at home wondering what time they will arrive and preparing to get to work very late indeed (though I warned my boss yesterday and emailed myself some correspondence to be getting on with). I had hope that although the package had started out in Lanarkshire and got to London by just before midday yesterday, it would arrive rather earlier today having been stored over night in City Link's local distribution hub in Cricklewood, about 5 miles away.

A quick check on Amazon's website to track the parcel tells me it is back out for delivery as of 7.25 this morning. Scanned in Lanarkshire. They've taken it back to Scotland. In two days this bloody package will have covered the length and breadth of the country. Twice.

How's that for a carbon footprint?

Ai Caramba.

On Sunday night (actually it was Monday morning. Early.) I decided to order the complete Frasier on DVD from Amazon. All 11 seasons. I have wanted it for some time, but it has been far too expensive, but then Furtle noticed that on Amazon at least, it has been discounted to about 40% of its RRP. It was still a fair outlay for something essentially frivolous, but after some protracted humming and hawing I decided "what the Hell" and ordered it.

This is how we lead up to the 'is it me?' moment that I am now suffering from.

Amazon notified me on Monday evening that the DVDs had been despatched late Monday afternoon by first class post. Estimated delivery was for today or tomorrow. As it turns out they arrived yesterday lunchtime and, of course, there was no one in to take delivery. Now, had they been sent first class as advertised, the package would have ended up in the local sorting office around the corner and I could have picked it up this morning. But no. It turns out that Amazon, bless 'em, passed delivery to a company called City Link who took it away with them and left a card for redelivery.

So I am sitting here at home wondering what time they will arrive and preparing to get to work very late indeed (though I warned my boss yesterday and emailed myself some correspondence to be getting on with). I had hope that although the package had started out in Lanarkshire and got to London by just before midday yesterday, it would arrive rather earlier today having been stored over night in City Link's local distribution hub in Cricklewood, about 5 miles away.

A quick check on Amazon's website to track the parcel tells me it is back out for delivery as of 7.25 this morning. Scanned in Lanarkshire. They've taken it back to Scotland. In two days this bloody package will have covered the length and breadth of the country. Twice.

How's that for a carbon footprint?