Poor service THE Central post office in St John's precinct has staggered from one poor level of service to the next (and always in a downward spiral) over a period of at least two years, possibly more. Yesterday I had the dubious privilege of standing in a queue of 40 when I joined it at 15:30. Of the 19 service hatches, a total of four were open. By the time I was number 20 in the queue, it had grown to 50+ ... you can guess what happened next. One of the service positions closed and there were then three windows open. When I mentioned this to the young lady who eventually served me, she said the manager was available if I wished to take it further. I have yet to see any improvement in services at this (or any other) post office, no matter how much people might complain! Paul McDermott,
Liverpool Curtain raiser I WAS amazed when reading the item in the ECHO (Sept 27) that Liverpool council's planning committee was "worried" that the new waterfront apartments would look "a mess" and spoil waterfront views from the Wirral unless curtains are regulated. Therefore, the new owners are to be dictated to regarding what to hang on their windows. Lady Doreen Jones should go over to New Brighton and Wallasey and just look at the view these residents do have, in particular the mountains of rust and twisted rusted metal, all along Atlantic Avenue dockside, right into town. She should go to Harrison Drive and have a good look at the bigger picture. I am sure the Wirral residents will be able to cope with looking at a few unmatched blinds or drapes without swooning. Mrs K Price,
Walton Drivers Strand-ed HAVING spent an hour trying to get home to Aigburth from the city centre on Friday, I am seriously considering attempting to set a precedent and suing the city council. What for, you might ask. Well, I can tell you. Since the road-works between the Albert Dock and the Strand, I must have lost at least an hour of my life every day, sitting idly in my car watching the clock. According to the signage, these road-works are likely to last at least six months. Therefore, I estimate that by the time the final piece of Tarmac is replaced, I will have lost between five and six full days. I will never see these days again, and will likely wish to have them back when I near the end of my life. I think it's only reasonable, then, that the council - which presumably is profiting highly from the developments causing the chaos - should compensate me for loss of life. Would fellow motorists support me in this action? I'm sure I could muster up a few thousand for a case. John Jessop,
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