I've got one of those wire mesh boxes that catches the post.
It was suggested that I fit one of those.
By Nick Clegg or somesuch similar tosser.
I'll explain.
A Liberal Democrat leaflet deliverer person stuck her hand through my letter box in a cack-handed attempt to foist her insipid centre ground nonsense upon me.
I've got a killer terrier who knows not the difference between a Lib-Dem hand and, say, an anemic vole.
He went for it. Sic, boy, sic.
Stitches needed. Missus mortified and embarrassed.
Ernie's view on returning? Any ****er who comes uninvited onto my property and sticks their mitt through my letter box is breaking and entering in my view and deserves everything they get.
FFS, Ellewoods would have probably shot her.
Local Lib-Dem councillor came round and suggested I fit said wire basket.
My response was succinct, considered and clearly expressed.
And ran to two words.
And seven letters.
Apparently I'm now on an 'avoid this man at all costs' list at Lib-Dem HQ.
And they've threatened to send me a quite sternly worded letter.
I quake in my boots.