Dull, suburban Middle Englanders, if the stereotype is to be believed.
And it is.
According to a survey by AA insurance (why?), if you live on an Acacia Avenue, youâ€™re likely to fit the following profile:
Their recipe for happiness involves never moving, never divorcing and never changing job. They have three bedrooms, and a garden, on which one in five has a shed and one in 10 a gnome. They earn on average the average national wage, Â£22,500, and waste just 21 minutes of their busy lives getting to work. Just over half go abroad once a year, with Spain by far the most popular destination.
So how can we liven this everystreet up a little? Well, here are some interesting (in the Steve Davis sense) facts.
â€¢ According to the A-Z Master Atlas of Greater London, our region contains 10 Acacia Avenues.
â€¢ Four of those are located next to a Laburnum Avenue.
â€¢ In fiction, Acacia Avenue is really quite exciting. Number 29 was occupied by a bunch of horny teens, in the 1945 film â€™29 Acacia Avenueâ€™. (Well, as â€˜hornyâ€™ and as â€˜teenâ€™ as kids got in those days.) The same address was home to Eric the schoolboy, who became a middle-aged flying man whenever he ate a banana.
â€¢ Iron Maiden documented the alarming plight of â€˜Charlotteâ€™ at number 22, placing their Acacia Avenue in the East End.
â€¢ There is no Acacia Avenue in the East End.
Our apologies to non-Brits, who probably didnâ€™t understand a word of that.