I expect you have had numerous stories of Royal Mail detective work after your report (‘Lives across from the Spar’: bizarrely labelled letter finds way to UK address, 7 January). Here is mine. A friend we made in Cuba promised to send us a card the following year when he visited Cambodia. He kept his word, but forgot his address book. Luckily he remembered our home town and its general location. He also provided a brief description of us. Sure enough, our local post office rose to the challenge. We have kept the card because it makes us smile and we have exchanged postcards with him every year since – correctly addressed, of course.
Jane Burke
Saltburn-by-the-Sea, North Yorkshire
• I can beat Feargal Lynn. When I was at Poles Convent, a boarding school in Ware, Hertfordshire, in the 1960s, letters would frequently be delivered with the address rendered pictorially by some vertical lines, a question mark and a heart. We thought it was a scream; I think it was the most fun we had there.
Kathy Doyle
Cheshire
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