During the Cold War, a Russian spy was dropped by parachute in the Welsh hills with instructions to make contact with a spy who had been lying deep for several years in the forgotten village of Upper Cwmtwrch.
He was intending to activate the spy and was to begin speaking to himusing a coded message. He was to say “The tulips are blooming well today.” All he knows about this other man is that his name is Jones.
Arriving eventually at the village he asks a young boy where he might find Mr Jones. The boy looks back at him rather confused as he knows many men called Jones. His own surname happens to be Jones. Rather than argue he points to the nearest house where a Mr Jones can be found.
The Russian knocks on the door and the owner appears.
“I'm looking for Mr Jones. Are you Mr Jones?”
“Yes I am” he says in all honesty.
“The tulips are blooming well today” says the Russian.
Mr Jones is blank at first. Then suddenly he realises the problem.
"Ah" he says "you must have the wrong house. Jones the milk I am and next door is Jones the bread. The man you want, I guess, is Jones the Spy. He lives at number 14. He came back in about an hour ago."