THOUGHTS ALONG THE JOURNEY

Expecting an important letter from the Australian Electoral Commission I asked Fr Peter to forward any mail that had been sent to my Waverley address. The mail arrived last week (thanks Pete) but the hoped for letter was no where to be found. To my surprise the package of letters was delivered in a clear plastic sleeve and every envelope had been opened and then resealed with an Israeli security stamp. Wondering why on earth they would open ever single letter (there were about ten) I sought the help of Amal who runs the piety stall. Amal assumed it was a regular random security check but would make further enquiries and so she, in turn, asked her niece who works for the postal office (thanks Amal). The message came back that any parcel sent to me from anywhere in the world is very likely to be closely scrutinised; apparently I have the same surname as Osama Bin Ladens mothers maiden name! Fair enough, check away.