Don't shoot the mail man

My Dad use to deliver to a big old mental hospital, I don't know the PC terms, loony bin? It was on a big country estate, so he buzzed in and drove his post van up the drive to the big converted manor house.

Just as you will have seen Pat do in the past, Dad grabbed a bundle of letters and walked towards reception but sat up in a tree out the front was one of the patients.

The guy was in his pajamas and saw my Dad coming and made a gun shape with his hands and pretended to shoot my Dad, sniper-style from the tree. So to continue the fun my Dad pretended he had been shot and sort of fell to the ground near his van.

Then miraculously my Dad came back to life and, over the bonnet of his van, returned imaginary fire to the guy up the tree.

The patient too acted as if he has been shot, he raised his hands to his chest in fake pain, went limp, keeled over... and fell straight out of the tree.

Please note: this may not actually be a true story.