5 frames of Delivering the Post with a Canon Prima Mini – by Tobias Eriksson
When the pandemic hit I was in the midst of my first winter working as a postman/mailman/brevbärare/whatever-your-preference. For the first four months, I sat on my bottom, all day, every day, driving like a madman.
Well, not entirely. The madman part is true but I had 90 minutes of not-driving in the morning to sort the mail and load the flimsy boxes full of letters and piles of parcels (of cat litter!?) into the boot. And I sat for almost ten minutes in the not-moving car for lunch at around 1:30 pm. For your information, working hours were 7:30 AM to 4:00-ish PM. No longer the early bird work of yore. At least here in Sweden.
