Nicer looking post box

I think this proves the point of how trashy yesterdays postbox looks.  This is still an Elizabethan one, and therefore relatively modern, but it looks heaps better than the awful one I blipped yesterday.  

I do like a postbox, although admittedly the Victorian ones or the early Edwardian ones always look a little bit more special.  Last time I visited Dunfermline, I stumbled across....  Let me post an extract from Slab Life 2 which describes it in more detail:

As we passed by the Andrew Carnegie museum (well worth a visit if you are looking to kill an hour or two before the pubs open), something caught my eye and I stopped.  Phil at Work and Bigg Z carried on until I called them back to see what I had found.
“What is it?” asked Bigg Z. 
“It’s a post box,” said Phil at Work.  “Have you got a letter you need to post?”
“I have,” said Bigg Z.  “I forgot to send my brother’s birthday card, but unfortunately I left it on the kitchen table.”
“You two have no sense of history or culture,” I replied, “It’s not just any old post box.  It’s an Edward VIII post box.”
I’m not sure I’ve ever seen an Edward VIII post box before as they are very rare.  Fewer than 300 of them were made, and most of the ones bearing his cypher were modified or replaced after his abdication.  I wished Gary had been with us, because I knew he would understand.
We reached the Old Inn, a traditional pitstop on our trips to see the Pars, as it was the meeting place where the club was originally founded back in 1885.  Bigg Z was on his phone researching Edward VIII post boxes on google, so I got the drinks in.
Bigg Z was quite animated as he read that there were only 271 made, and only 131 were still standing.  “Wow,” said Bigg Z.  “There’s this guy called Sean Palmer who has compiled a list of all the Edward VIII post boxes that he has found in the country, but he hasn’t got this one on his list.”
So, we quickly fired off an e-mail together with a photograph, while we wondered if this was a new hobby that we could get into.  Sean Palmer had 57 on his list, and with the one we had just found, that made 58 that were potentially easy to find.  It also meant that there were a further 73 that were hidden somewhere in the country.
So excited was Bigg Z that he sent a photo to his wife.  She replied saying that she had taken his brother’s birthday card to the post box for him.  Very kind of her.

I suggested that this could be the path of madness and felt pleased that Gary wasn’t with us, otherwise we would have ended up making some commitment to holiday round the country seeking them out.  131 is a dangerous number as it feels achievable, but I know with football grounds that it takes a lot of tenacity, time and money to complete such a challenge.  Although I must ask DawnAgain if it’s a new hobby that she might be interested in us doing together.