Some overlook a moody coastline. Others languish among other discarded relics in scrapheaps. Or take up the mantle of inanimate ambassador to the Best of British across the pond and further beyond. Occasionally they attract yarn bombers or other fiber art enthusiasts, inspire visual tributes or attract graffiti. But many still stand sentinel, guarding the unfettered flow of the Royal Mail system. There's a post box in Cardiff that's more than a hundred years old and not showing that much wear and tear of its many decades of service. Poldark Tin Mine in Cornwall boasts the deepest post box. And, just to show that postboxes are moving with the times, there are newer editions that bear the monogram of King Charles III. Even Edward VIII, famous for his short and scandalous reign, left his mark on post box culture. If you mentioned postbox red, everyone would know what you're talking about. But in Ireland, they're green. In Guernsey, you might stumble across a blue one. In Cyprus, they are as yellow as the sun. And - this is no legend - there is a gold-painted one in St Stephens, Cornwall. If you're keenly interested in the world of the post box, there are books and groups dedicated to their charm, as well as museums in London, Colne Valley, Halstead and the Isle of Wight.
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