I overheard a conversation between two people - one of whom I thought I liked - about their exciting times out leaflet dropping for an unnamed political party.
Apparently, in the area that had been allocated, there were nasty little houses, all close together.
They shuddered. We would not want to live there. And apparently, we did not deliver to the flats.They were a bit scary, a bit smelly, and people in flats probably wouldn't read leaflets.
Makes you want to listen to Billy Bragg all over again. And change your mind about a few things.