What on earth is going on.
My address is
"House name
Village name
City
Postcode"
The road I live on has a number but certainly no name.
The whole point is I can't link to one. You could try and tell me what street name there is for buckingham palace if you like. Because it doesn't have one. Or Blenheim Palace.
The front gates of Buckingham Palace are on Spur Road facing Queen’s Gardens, Constitution Hill is on one side of the Palace, and Buckingham Gate on the other side, leading to Buckingham Palace Road, no idea about Blenheim Palace.
This is the strangest thing I've ever read, surely if you used to be 'on the road', you must know that it doesn't make sense for some houses to have numbers. For instance, the road that my house is on doesn't have a street name. So how can you have a number to your house without a street name? Have you ever seen an address have a road number rather than name?
So no, it's definitely not the case of some people thinking they are somehow better or something by hiding their house number. So bizarre!
You don’t think that it’s bizarre to ask for something to be delivered to a house with no number, on a street with no name?
In the very late seventies, before I did the Knowledge and became a London taxi driver, I worked a seasonal job driving an oil tanker for a large fuel oil distributor during one winter.
My “round” was big houses in the Surrey stockbroker belt, I would pick the truck up near Blackwell Tunnel and leave the depot around 6.00 p.m., it was already dark by then.
Some of these houses were on roads like Farm Lane, or Chestnut Road, and had names not numbers, “The Oaks”, “Three Larches” etc.
If they had a name post at all it was generally hidden in bushes or shrubbery at the drive entrance.
I would drive along with a torch trying to find the addresses, this was before mobile phones and Google maps.
I might go out with five addresses to deliver heating oil to, and find one or two, the others went without, I’d return to the depot and tell them that I couldn’t find the houses.
After a month the transport manager said that he didn’t think that I was suited to the job, I said that I didn’t think that the job was suited to me, and I was glad to quit, a week later I started driving for the Post Office.