Midsummer is something very Danish. And very wet. I suppose it’s midsummer all over the world, but since we were Vikings, we seem to have taken everything into property.
Please excuse me for being so Frank. After all, my name is Jes, not Frank, so I guess we’re kind of the 2018 version of the one-man James Brothers’ Gang: I’m Jesse and I’m Frank.
I don’t know for sure whether or not The Royal Mail in Denmark, these days governed more or less by Swedish funds and now called Post Nord.