Delivering on time
I watched the final down at my now-regular Portuguese establishment, the Costa do Estoril on Lavender Hill.
A rather subdued atmosphere in the cafe was contrasted with the cheering (or was it jeering?) in the pub opposite when Greece scored. A little taunting after last week's exploits over the English?
But it was during half-time that one of the commercials on the Portuguese broadcaster, RTP, caught my eye. A bunch of Portuguese postmen, all running around, delivering the post, jumping in mock celebration when they put one through the door; another keenly jogging up and down outside the post office, waiting to be touched by one 'coming off' from his round.
Maybe the Royal Mail around Bethnal Green might learn something from these boys?