What I liked about it was that it seemed to be a quirky, Victorian English item which had somehow ended up in Holland. I had paid for it immediately - for some reason in US Dollars the equivalent of about £60 - and after a couple of days, the seller informed me that he had posted it.
After a long time, I asked the Dutch seller where it was, and he replied by saying that it was in an English depot, waiting to be passed onto me, so I waited some more. Then I asked him where it was again, and he gave me a tracking number and told me to look for it myself. Seeing that he had one negative feedback for an item that did not arrive in Britain, I became somewhat shirty with him, and asked him to look into it himself, and he said he could do no more, so I really got shirty with him.
After a few more days, I typed the tracking number into an online search of the company he posted it with, only to be told that I had the wrong company. I found the right company and they told me (after I had called them on premium rate phone numbers) that I had the wrong tracking number, and I eventually got the right one from the Dutchman. It had TWO different tracking numbers.
The search then told me that they had attempted to deliver it 3 times using 3 different drivers to 3 different addresses, and now it had been sent back to Holland. I managed to find the direct number of the Bristol depot, and called it yesterday morning. The apologetic lady on the phone said she would try to get it off the pallet and into her office - IF it had not already left the country. I called her again in the afternoon, and she said that the parcel was now in her office in Yate, a suburb of Bristol, so I spent two hours driving there and back because I didn't trust her idiot drivers to deliver it to me ever again.
When I got it home, the first thing I noticed was that it had been opened by British Customs, then re-sealed. The next thing I noticed was that it had been destroyed in transit...
Now I am not saying that the British Customs Border Control are a bunch of vicious, stupid and incompetent morons with unlimited power only equaled by the Mafia, but if you were looking for about 4 ounces of cocaine being smuggled from Amsterdam to the UK, would you not think to take the lid off the top of an item like this before attacking the underside of it with a hammer to see if there was anything inside?