My nearest box where I am is on the stump of a telephone pole, which was left when the pole was replaced with a new one a few feet away, being felt still suitable to hold the box up. It is in the front garden of the, now 20 years retired, ex-postman. Approaching it one day, knowing that I was pushing it for the 4pm collection, I was dismayed to see the van already there. However, as I got there, the window went down and a hand came out, saving me the last ten feet to the box itself.
Edit - I have been meaning to record this box for some time, so I've finally done it.
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