to stump up across the public service as the recession slumps into outright depression.

As for the fact that the Post Office is being harried by its competitors, who take advantage of its cheap bulk rates and 'last mile' service, while undercutting it in the lucrative - and still expanding - parcel sector, well, all of this came up a couple of years ago, which was the last time the Auden fans thought the unthinkable.

The truth is that the Post Office has been demoralised for years now

I've no idea whether - as its supporters claim - the Post Office can turn a profit once the new sorting technology is on line, nor do I know whether a more 'level playing field' would help (another great throwback of an image) when it comes to competition with the other mail providers.

My suspicion is that it won't make a jot of difference; the truth is that the Post Office has been demoralised for years now. After all, we all know how miserable the medical and teaching professions are - and they don't have to tramp the streets for a living.

Ever since the telecommunications arm of the old GPO was hived off to British Telecom, and the wind of Thatcherite privatisation moaned through the wires, the Post Office has been a leviathan that, having lost its dorsal fin, is stranded on a terminal beach.

The most aching irony of all is that the British collective memory of the Post Office is intimately linked to values that would, indeed, stand us in good stead today.

If only we'd stayed in Greendale with Pat and Jess, our only flutter being a few Premium Bonds, and our savings nicely tucked away in a Post Office savings account. But, oh no, we demanded urbanity, we lusted after leverage, and we wanted to spend, spend, spend!

I note that not even Pat has stayed in Greendale; since 2004 he's been promoted to the Special Delivery Service, moved to the town of Pencaster, and required - under some cruel commercial imperative - to deliver mail anywhere at anytime. As for his pension... Well, it doesn't bear thinking about.