This great collection has been assembled predominantly by receiving postcards in the mail, getting postcards I sent back from people, buying new ones on holidays, and by inheriting family members’ collections.
I hate buying postcards from dealers or trade shows. It seems like acquisition by cheating. I like an organic way of acquiring (although some would say this isn’t collecting rather it’s “accumulating” or “hoarding”).
One of my favourite acquisition methods is from finding them. There’s a few ways to acquire strays – but I’ve never had one mailed to me until this week.
The postcard below was addressed to our place – but either the family has long since moved or the sender has the wrong address.
Here’s the back of the postcard:
“Gibraltar – Rock apes”
“This is my first postcard to you and as the years go by I’m sure there will be many more. Your nan and pop visited me in Spain and we took them to Gibraltar. We had a wonderful time together laughing and getting caught up on old times. I wanted you to know that I think about you a lot. I love you.”
I tried to track down the person this postcard was addressed to, but had no luck. So if you know who this postcard was meant for, I will (un)happily repatriate it.