A few years ago a packet was put through my letterbox, it had a French stamp on it ,my name was not visible in the transparent window but my address was.
It was a summons to attend court ,in France re a road traffic accident ,lots of names listed - well I had not been in France for donkey’s years ,recognised no names so took it to the P.O and explained it was nothing to do with me.
Since when there have been a few more so I take them to the P.O.or hand them back to the postie the next day ,but this was a personal visit ,the chap rang the bell, my daughter said last night if he was in black clothing with a logo it was very likely a bailiff ,———
The names on the envelopes are not always the same though, but yesterday
there was no envelope ,,the chap had two piles in his hands and showed me the name so as daughter said it could have been someone serving a writ .
Oh I don’t know his I stand all the excitement!
Not sure he ought to have shown me the name but he would be trying to prove the documents were for this address ,had my number on them after all so it was reasonable that he believed they were for me.
I of course said “ that is not me, I am ——- do you want to see my passport?”
I explained there had been quite a few over the years and despite me leaving a note in the letterbox when I took some to house with the most likely number ,to get it sorted it hasn’t been obviously .
Hey ho, as long as they don’t come to take my piano away ——-
( sadly haven’t got one now,a huge German overstrung piano would look very odd in this little modernised house but

Sunny but coo, washing in the line and need to shop for a few things for my sister in law and neice ,we are visiting tomorrow ,eldest son in to head office near where they live.
They haven’t git their Christmas presents yet ! Both have birthdays one was 30 th April and one 6 th May so lots of parcels to unwrap .
Well must get on.
Look after yourselves .
Viktoria.