I had an interesting postcode last week, but events drove it from my mind.
It was ZE2.
I’ll let you rack you brains for a minute or two. Or, if yuo know it, I’let you look smugly round the room as people struggle with it.
It’s not, I can reveal, Zennor in Cornwall, or Zeal Monachorum, Zeals and Zelah. And it clearly I also know Zouch in Leicestershire, but my knowledge ends there. When you interrogate Google is also coughs up Zeal Monachorum, Zeals and Zelah.
However, you are safe to assume it is none of these.
The Marquis of Zetland actually lives round Middlesbrough, but as we all know, Middlesbrough is TS fro Teesside. We’ve had that before, and I used to live there. That’s how I know about the Marquis, and the lifeboat.
It’s because of this that I know Zetland is now known as Shetland.
So, after all that wandering round – we had an order from Shetland.
I’ve often said that if there was a job requiring a vast fund of useless trivia, I would apply for it.
Shetland was the base of the Shetland Bus during the Second World War, which, despite its name was not a Bus Service. It was a clandestine supply operation which helped the Norwegian Resistance tie up hundreds of thousands of German troops.
Now, of course, it is better known as a tourist destination and for the Shetland Pony.
It’s now just after 7pm and time to cook tea. In fact it’s long after I should have started but I’ve been lost in stories of lifeboats and latter-day Vikings.
I do love a good postcode.
I’ll just add a photo and get on with cooking. I have used the photo before, and am always able to think peaceful thoughts when I see it.