The Postal Panic

It’s Queen Victoria’s year 1901. It’s 5am. It’s last orders in the Fict Street pub. You and your postie mates have spent the whole night partying and may have forgotten to deliver all those very important letters entrusted to you by Her Majesty’s Postal Service. What’s worse is that you have no money to pay your bar tab, and your shift ends in an hour! Fortunately, the good residents of Fict Street always pay for their postage in advance by leaving payment in their letter boxes! It might be time to find where you left all those letters – you’re pretty sure you threw them somewhere around here… The sun is rising as you stumble out onto Fict Street, determined to finish your round for Queen, Country, and to avoid being barred from your favourite pub!