I picture the German post officer walking into a room and looking at two piles of parcels. One to Canada and one to Australia…
To the left - a lone Canadian man sitting at a desk until the wee hours of the morning, small mound of parcels to his side, hand writing sorry notes to his countrymen, apologising for the 3 day postage that was out of his control due to a pile up in the autobahn.
To the right - a large pile of parcels, and a cheeseburger wrapper on a desk. If you look closely, someone has scrawled on the wrapper in a texta, “BRB, last minute riding trip Les Getz. See if Derek can chuck a few on the plane for me if the pile gets too big. Cheers, Davo”