A plan to cut many post offices where villagers gossip and sip tea as well as buy stamps sparks turmoil.
In all of England, there is little so central to village life as the rural post office: The cheerful corner shop stuffed to the brim behind its battered oak counter with tidy rolls of stamps, express mail folders, and jars of gumdrops and homemade jelly. It is, aside from the pub of course, the principal destination for just about everyone just about every day, even if it's for just about nothing.