Jim Armitage: I really don't care about this second-class post

Outlook Am I the only one who finds it hard to get worked up about the fate of the Royal Mail? The internet means I barely ever use the post.

Most Amazon purchases seem to be delivered by privatised rivals these days. And if we're not in when the Royal Mail does deliver, it's a long queue in the 1960s Romanian-style sorting office for me on a Saturday morning.

Don't think I feel nothing for the posties – ours, Steve, is a lovely bloke, and I really do sympathise that his working life is about to get a whole lot worse.

Given that this is a business from a dead age, with government interference and union unrest a guarantee, the shares do not look particularly tempting.

And if I were Steve, I wouldn't be happy giving up pay and conditions in return for them either.