Slow responses

Now this is nothing to do with my not having a voice (into my 6th week now), but more to do with not having conquered Blogger.

Last Monday the post arrived in good time.
I was about to set out to attend my lip-reading class.
Hidden at the bottom was a slim jiffy bag from the US.

Inside it was my first concrete (rather than net) evidence that I have a secret pal looking out for me somewhere.

My secret pal had arranged to have some delightful stichmarkers sent to me.
I would have posted about this sooner, but I have been having problems with posting images here.

Third time lucky! The image appeared this time.