These used to be an endless source of fascination for me as a young boy. 'Chesterfield Market Place' (http://goo.gl/4wbHEV) by Paulio! (http://goo.gl/RQqMr0) is licensed by CC BY 4.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/4.0/)

Hi everyone!

So – you guys finally decided to start interacting with me, huh? Sure, it was only one letter so far, but we all have to start somewhere, and I'm now feeling a little bit more qualified to follow in Auntie Gertie's footsteps!

Anyway, the letter I got was from a bloke named Matt, from Reading. He wanted to ask me about what made me go into the delivery business, and when I decided I wanted to carry out courier jobs as a professional career. In this post, I'm going to try and answer that.

Basically, when I was a little boy, I had a bit of a fascination with the postie, as well as the delivery people who came round sometimes with parcels for my Mum and Dad. I loved their uniforms, their vans (I would often ask them if I could go with them on a ride around the block) and the idea that, without them, Mum, Dad and me would not be able to get our letters or packages or whatever else. These people doing courier jobs just seemed really important and interesting to me when I was about four, and I guess that admiration never really went away.

Aside from that, there was also the fact that I always loved riding my bicycle – and, later, driving. I just love exploring little side streets and shortcuts, finding alternative ways to get somewhere, and so forth. I quickly found out that courier jobs allowed me to do just that - and get paid for it! Plus, I got to know most of the people who live in my town, who I might never have met otherwise. And while most of them are just normal folk, some of them are fascinating enough that I feel like my job is worth doing just for the chance to chat to them.

So there you go – that's how I got into couriering. I guess mine isn't the typical story about following on your Dad's footsteps – in fact, nobody else in my family ever carried out courier jobs until my Aunt Gertie decided to help me out. I got into the field in another way, but I don't love it any less than those of you who took charge of the family business. In fact, one of the best things about doing this type of job, as far as I am concerned, is that I get to play the role of the postie to a lot of four-year-old boys now – and I couldn't be more chuffed about it!

- Steve