Saturdays will never be the same again. How will anyone survive without the reassuring thud of junk mail landing on the doormat: another offer to re-roof the house, perhaps, or one of those delightful catalogues, full of must-have buys like elasticated-waist trousers or glow-in-the-dark plastic owls?
For most people, the posties’ Saturday delivery is the highlight of their weekend. Or at least you’d think it was, given the song and dance Ofcom is making over a belated proposal, in this digital age, to end one tiny bit of the Royal Mail’s “universal service obligation”, the commitment to deliver second-class letters on Saturdays.
If the idea sounds familiar, that’s because it is. The regulator came up with much the same plan in January as part of