I was a postal worker from May until July
I left because of allergies - the letters made me cry
8am on Fridays, 6am the rest
Postal for the two months
Coastal for the rest
I kept the last day's letters
Exit
Theory Of Ghosts
Postal
The Index
Dark Ages
The Nostalgist
Stations
Your Ghost
Saints Preserve Us
Exit
The King Cannot Be Found
Echoes On Ice
Comets
Non-Fiction
Artist's Rifles
Luxembourg Gardens
I Must Leave London
Dark Horses
Dark Ages
You And John Are Birds