Hark! A bell!
Tis the doorbell.
A courier stands without. He bears a box.
“Ho!, trusty courier,” quoth I. “What news?”
“Sign here, please.”
I sign. I take the box. It weighs but little.
The excitement mounts. I open it.
It contains an envelope. Naught else.
I open the envelope.
It contains a Waterways Ireland smart card. Naught else.
Delivery
Much air has been transported from Sallins.
Irish waterways history 
Austerity, how are ye! We haven’t even begun to tackle the low hanging fruit.
wow!christ i wish i had a green card.