I used to genuinely feel so sorry for her. I recently lost my Mum and Dad within 18 months of each other and there are days that it literally takes me all my effort to get out of bed and go to work. I go for weeks sometimes without washing my hair, I haven't had my nails done since duck knows when. I honestly just don't care anymore. So when I see this patronising, fake scammer come on and moan about how Royal Mail have ruined her day, I seriously just want to slap the face and those stupid pubey, spidery lashes off her. That dozy, fake, woe is me voice just grinds my gears! Do you know what ruins people's days 'Saf', watching your self-entitled arse sitting moaning about a delayed parcel, all the while you have all this money doing sweet duck all for the children it's meant to be used for! You and your fake 'baby daddy' just turn my stomach. Pull the finger out and HELP SOME CHILDREN you selfish mare. That's what I call bad service, not some poxy missing parcel. Rant over!