Just when you think you can go on holiday without writing another blog post...

The postman's been, and not content with delivering items of mail for the wrong flat (which he does approximately every other day), he's now delivering post for an entirely different road.

But this time I forgive him. Because if he had even the vaguest idea of how to do his job, I wouldn't now be in possession of a DVLA tax reminder for the man with the most fantastic name in Britain...


There's one man who won't be shortening his name to Dick.