I have written a lot of posts grumbling about junk mail since I started this blog. ( You can see my earlier posts by clicking on “GrumbleSmiles Post” in the TagCloud).
Now in the drawn out days of Coronapop I take it all back. I have never found junk mail so interesting. I long for the moment when when the outside world reconnects with the inside shielding me. Better still a larger unrequested catalogue of unwanted gifts or gadgets that won’t fit through the letter box. Then you get the bonus of a knock on the door and a human face. Shame about the mask and the muffled explanation from across a socially distanced street.
Still, I have something to do for an hour or two in the morning. Reading about things I didn’t know I wanted. Forget about the Amazon rain forest that is rapidly disappearing and think about the unique extended reach toenail clippers that you need now you can’t get down to the floor any more. Or would I have ever known about the luxury, 6star, all-inclusive Mediterranean cruises that I can book now before it is too late, but may not be able to go on for a year or two …… or ever again.
Perhaps I should buy some stylish wide fitting shoes with 20% off, just in case I can go out again. Or how about some all new, powerful, non-toxic, all- natural home cleaner that never ever scratches; no home should be without some in these days where germs lurk around every corner.
Without junk mail I have been missing out on all these wondrous products, all because of my negative attitudes towards junk mail. In the lockdown isolating Coronapop world, junk mail is becoming a blessing. GP’s should order it on prescription. Bodj should make a new rule that everyone should have at least one piece of junk mail a day.