 |  |  |  |
The doorbell rang: the postman, wearing a full set of chain mail armour.
"Can you help me, sir?" he asked. Seeing my bemused look, he explained, "It's the new Royal Mail uniform." Noticing his nameplate, Arthur King, I nodded.
"How can I help?"
"I've got letters for Daniel Dare, Flash Gordon, Batman and Spiderman. Do they live here?"
I chuckled. "I think it's a joke. No-one with those names lives here."
Closing the door, I caught myself in the hall mirror. Realising that my blue and red cape was ruffled, I patted down the giant yellow 'S' on my front.
(All images above subject to copyright and courtesy of relevant publishers)
"Can you help me, sir?" he asked. Seeing my bemused look, he explained, "It's the new Royal Mail uniform." Noticing his nameplate, Arthur King, I nodded.
"How can I help?"
"I've got letters for Daniel Dare, Flash Gordon, Batman and Spiderman. Do they live here?"
I chuckled. "I think it's a joke. No-one with those names lives here."
Closing the door, I caught myself in the hall mirror. Realising that my blue and red cape was ruffled, I patted down the giant yellow 'S' on my front.
(All images above subject to copyright and courtesy of relevant publishers)
