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Yes do, I think it's a huge invasion on our personal privacy. I'm all for donating to charity on a what I can pay basis. Just don't want to be accosted on my doorstep after a day's work, even though I don't have young children any more.


Have to say I'm rather abrupt with them these days, which is unpleasant in it's self. Would definitely register as door to door free if possible.

Ann Wrote:

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Would definitely register as door to door free if

possible.


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So would I.


Had the RSPCA knocking yesterday, during the day however.


I give money to charity, but I want to choose what cause I give to and when, not be approached in the street and in my own home in a way which feels quite intrusive.


I used to be as polite as possible, but am increasingly going into Grumpy Old Woman mode.


Poor people who are doing the knocking, however. I hope they are getting a decent wage. Paid for by the donations to the charity, I suppose, unless they are volunteers.

Knock Knock Knockity Tap Tap!


Door is opened a few inches. A pouting, slit-eyed fizog presents itself in the crack.


HO (Home Owner, though individuals will know best and I am not here to judge anyone's profession or lifestyle) - "Whaa"?


Fleeced Up Chugger Kid (No acronym necessary) - "Good evening!!! How ARE you!? Have you a minute"?


HO - "Uhh"?


Fleeced Up Chugger Kid (Still no acronym, why would there be?) - "Just a minute, that's all"!!!


HO - "Kids, bed..."


Fleeced Up Chugger Kid (I don't know why there's all this talk of acronyms, honestly!!) - "Ah, but will you be able to look your children in their innocent sleeping eyes while the world roils and tumbles about their slumbering ears while the hands of evil wield the bellows that waft the fumes of corruption from the fire of oppression into their blameless nostrils, when just a small donation every month would render you guilt-free and the world a better pla..."


HO - "HEEEEERE BANK CARD. PIN ON POSTIT ON BACK. kids...bed..."


Fleeced Up Chugger Kid (You're just being ****ing juvenile about this whole acronym thing now) - "Well that's all very well but unless you're prepared to covenant your donation..."


HO - FAINTS

Bluerevolution Wrote:

> stick a piece of card on your door stating "No Junk Mail/Chuggers" Legally bound not to post/knock


singalto Wrote:

> I have a sticker on the door saying 'No cold callers' but it makes no difference at all. Chuggers etc still ring the bell.


Bluerevolution, what legal wrong do you believe has been done by the Chugger at singalto's door, and what legal remedies do you believe are available?

Sue Wrote:

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> HonaloochieB Wrote:

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> > Knock Knock Knockity Tap Tap!

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> xxxxxxx

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> Ever thought of writing a kid's book?

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> :))


There's a thought Sue, how about a series of 'Charlie Chugger' books about a plucky good-hearted charity collector.

He (or she I'm not married to a gender right now) could be seen constantly battling to extract donations from reluctant householders in the SE22 postal district.

Four to nine year olds would be held spellbound (in a down to earth fashion, so no controversy about magick from any special interest groups) as Charlie ignores spurious postits and junk mail entreaties and goes ahead and daringly KNOCKS ANYWAY.


Controversially I'm considering dual illustrators, Posy Simmonds for Charlie and Martin Honeysett for the grosteques who beset him/her at every turn.


As the series goes on and Charlie becomes embittered I reckon I'll approach Lee Child for a Chugger/Reacher team up - Lordship Lane is ripe for a roof top gun battle I reckon.


I'll get to work on it tomorrow.


Edit to add the 'D' to Posy's name, don't want to screw up a potential working relationship at this stage of the game.

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