Somewhere deep in the recess of my cupboard, I may still have a stamp collection.

It’s a relic from my childhood, containing a page or so of “new” stamps and a few used, but still beautiful stamps. I kept it for my children … always thinking there might be two.

But my only child was far more interested in collecting Pokemon over stamps.

So in the back cupboard, it languishes.

Facebook, however, assumes I want to sell my stamp collection. Not that I’ve mentioned it online in any shape or form. I doubt the faceless Facebook has been rummaging in my back cupboard. But it is…