I walked with her to the nearest post box, and when she saw it, realising what it was her face turned to absolute joy and excitement, "Post my letters!" In they went one, two, three and that was that – one happy little girl.

And when we got home there was another surprise: incorrectly delivered post. One of our neighbours' letters ended up in our post box which meant a chance to play postman. Onto her red bike she sent, letter in hand and off she cruised down the street. Another successful and joyful posting experience.