Prisoners and families write one another daily. The postmaster, Dennis Christian, is swamped with hundreds of letters. Three times a week, he delivers mail to the prison, and returns to the town square with a sack of letters from the men. So much mail is going back and forth that supporters in Auckland are sending sheets of postage stamps to help cash-strapped islanders. Ten-cent stamps make the 3,300-mile journey to be glued on letters to the prison, a five-minute walk from the post office. There is also an envelope shortage. Accustomed to privation, the islanders are now weaving envelopes out of grass* and may have found a needed source of income—eBay auctions for grass envelopes with rare Pitcairn stamps addressed to mutineer descendants in Her Majesty’s Prison Pitcairn.
