Welcome to Erin Mankie's Cabinet of Curiosity's, a production of I Heart Radio and Grimm

and Mild.

Our world is full of the unexplainable.

And if history is an open book, all of these amazing tales are right there on display,

just waiting for us to explore.

Welcome to the Cabinet of Curiosity's.

Not everyone likes receiving mail.

At least not when it has things like pre-approved or final notice printed on the front of the

envelope.

About receiving a handwritten letter or a postcard in an age of email and text messages,

a few things feel that special.

Unless you lived in Colford in Gloucestershire, England during the Christmas of 1923.

While the residents were opening holiday cards from loved ones, there was something else

tucked into their mailboxes.

Postcards.

But these weren't quickly dashed off scribbleings from friends in exotic locations.

They had come from one anonymous source, a person living right under their noses.

On these postcards, the sender had written offensive messages, some even included obscene

images.

According to an article in the Daily British Wig printed at the time, these postcards

were described as, and I quote, full of the most horrible, vulgar, coarseness.

They'd been arriving since July of that year, and were so grotesque in nature, no paper

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