Brian, after 35 years delivering mail to a village, was the postman’s last day.
After the first house, the family greeted him and wished him well, and gave him a gift envelope.
The second house, he got a similar response with a nice bottle of fine Irish whiskey.
At the third house, he was met at the door by a beautiful blonde woman in an open robe, leaving little to the imagination.
She took him upstairs to the bedroom and gave him the most passionate love-making he’d ever experienced.
After that, she gave him the best breakfast he’d ever had. Then she gave him a pound coin.
Puzzled he asked, what’s the coin for?
She said,
I told my husband it was your last day and we should do something special.
In which he replied,
Fuck him, give him a pound, but the breakfast was my idea.
