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…