Love Letters, memories of London

Blog prompt: Do you have a box of old love letters stashed away somewhere? Who are they from? If they're not from a current significant other, why have you kept them? Any quotes you can share?

I do have a stash of love letters from Scott hidden away some where, I'm not sure where, but I know I kept them.

When I was in England for 9 months & Scott was still studying in Dunedin we wrote letters to each other. I used to love the sound of the mail flap shutting on the front door of the flat because it meant the mail had arrived & quite possibly a letter from Scott.

The mail flap was in the front door! It is quite different to New Zealand. We have mailboxes at the end of our driveways where the postie puts the mail. But where I was in London the postie has to walk up the pathway & put the mail through the mail slot in the front door. Really wonderful on a wet day because you don't have to get wet getting the mail & the mail doesn't get wet by sitting in a leaking mail box. I loved the sound of it as it flipped shut. The other oddity I remember from flatting in London was the milk man. The milk man drove a little 3 wheeled van & placed glass bottles of milk on the doorstep. Those little 3 wheeled vans used to have me in fits of laughter everytime I saw them. Yet again in NZ we don't get milk delivered to the doorstep, it is also delivered to the same letter box that the postie uses.

Same things happen all over the world people just do them a different way.