Maybe this person ripped down the other note that someone stuck underneath, hoping to have him all to herself?
I also saw this note - which looks like it might have originally been accompanied by a bunch of balloons - on the post box where one of Craig's signs was.
PS Don't ask me who BNE is, but they was everywhere along Chapel Street today.
When adopting it, you pledge to use the word as often as you can, to try to save it from lexical oblivion.
I haven't had a good look yet, but, as an avowed word lover, I really should have one all of my very own to love and nurture. I just have to find the right one... This is not a decision to be made lightly. A word is not just for Christmas, you know.
I'll keep you posted. Let me know if you adopt one.