Not unlike Santa Claus, there is a magical force that delivers parcels to all the good (and often bad) children and adults around the world. It’s called Parcel Force, but in Gibraltar...

Now, I really don’t want to bad mouth the Post Office here in Gibraltar, as for all I know it is not their fault. At the same time, I do not want to bad mouth Customs, as maybe it’s not their fault either. The same logic means I don’t want to bad mouth the airlines, staff at Gatwick airport, the mail handlers at both ends, Parcel Force themselves or even the magic elves that can make things appear and disappear when it comes to parcels and packages arriving in Gibraltar.

We ordered a piece of computer equipment recently, not expecting to arrive the same day, obviously, we waited patiently for news of it’s whereabouts in the form of a nice slip in the letter box telling us to go and pick it up. Unfortunately though, what we have received is an email update to let us know that our package arrived in Gatwick Airport on 10th November, at 4:30am. What’s it doing now?

Admittedly, this may have been our fault, for wanting something so bad that we asked them to ship a.s.a.p, and paid a little extra for the postage and packaging... But still, my nice package is apparently chilling hard somewhere between Gatwick Airport and my office. Maybe it’s taking in the scenery and having a look around... No wait, IT’S A BOX!

Again, I am not here to point fingers, more generally wave my hand in the air and throw it around in all directions, that’s what I do, but another package I am also waiting for, I have just been told has arrived in Gibraltar and simply needs to be cleared. Now I rang up to find out if it had arrived, to which I was told, “yes it had”... So why has no one let us know?

With the amount of parcels that arrive in Gibraltar every day, from the online Shopaholics, we all know one and yes you all know who you are, you’re the ones that at 3am that can’t sleep, making purchases on eBay for a second thingy-me-bob because you think you can’t carry on living without one, that ends up clogging up this system, meaning that someone like me, who is waiting for something that is genuinely useful, has to wait...

Now again, I would very much like to take this opportunity to say, I am not blaming anyone in particular, but please, if all involved parties could have a look into this, maybe there is a way to make things a little more efficient. Maybe some genius can programme some kind of a computer-me-bob powered by meerkats that would send an email to people awaiting packages, or a tracking number service that registers once something arrives in Gibraltar.

It’s just an idea, after all, what do I know... Written by Eddie, impatiently awaiting his parcel, which contains, handcuffs and a ball gag! (Inspired by Christian grey!)