Today I got to thinking about mail. Not your computer generated mail, but things in envelopes with a stamp. When I was young, mail came on birthdays, usually a card with 'you are 6' on it, just in case you weren't aware of your age. On reaching secondary school age, letters would be "see teacher/headmaster immediately, you have failed exam etc". Then came Valentines cards, if I was lucky, and assorted postcards from friends and family away on holiday. On leaving school, letters became 'accept/decline college or jobs'. On reaching full adulthood, letters were replaced by 'BILLS'. Now in the sunset of my years, I get, 'mammogram reminders', 'Please make a doctor's appointment' and a plethora of mail from funeral plans . I feel like I have a pack of vultures watching over me, who send me regular updates on 'funeral plans', 'leaving your loved ones monies', and general reminders of 'time is running out have you bought a coffin!' The other day I received a bill and was actually pleased because it wasn't a "Hello this is death have you got life insurance?"