735 - GRAND

The postmAsteR and his young son lived in a house that included the Post Office and which had access to a large open field behind. Often during his lunch break the postmaster went into the field where he shot one arrow after another, perfecting his skills. He would then go to the pub where he drank a pint of bitter and ate a pork pie. Back at the Post Office it was time to turn the crank on the machine that could frank the outgoing post. He attempted to update the usage graph but his son was playing a prank on him and the graph was hidden under a newspaper. They had a laugh and the son was sent off to buy some washing up liquid with strict instructions to get a well known brand. In the evening they both sat down at the grand piano and practiced their duets.

The Pitney Bowes Model M postage meter 1920.