We have a post box here at the chalet rather than the traditional English letterbox in the front door. Our postbox is attached to the outside fence of the garden and when the postman comes reversing down the lane to our chalet he stops, opens his window, lifts up the lid of the postbox through the open van window and puts in the letters.
A few days ago our friend in Hawaii sent through a link saying she thought we would like this article called The Bygone Baguette Mailboxes of French Polynesia.
What a great idea; because of French colonialism the French Polonesian islands used to have bread boxes that resembled American style mail boxes to get their daily french loaf. The idea that you would put your money in the night before and the grocer would deliver the bread the next day is so fab. When we lived in town we used to get our milk delivered, and there was an effort to deliver more than milk to your door but the bread that the milkman has is nothing like these baguettes. I also love this quote ‘Jean-Louis Delezenne, who previously lived on Moorea, says that he used to go out to his mailbox and pick up his baguette and coconut croissant daily—which was delivered rain or shine.’ I want a coconut croissant, not sure what it would be like, maybe an almond croissant, but boy it sounds good. Anyone got any ideas?
Why do all the good ideas die out, only to come around again when we realise that it was far better to do it the way it was originally done. It is such a shame that something like this is disappearing, as they say in the article “People are now always in a hurry!”
I checked out the island of Moorea, the island mentioned above, where Delezenne lived and I found another article that says it is the most beautiful island in the world. Scrolling down the photographs they are not wrong and there’s a definite cabin envy here. I mean what’s not to like.
Maybe I will ask our postman if he could post a couple of loaves in the box while he’s at it, or better still ask the bakers in the local village if they can deliver.