Monday, 3 May 2010

The perils of canvassing

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  1. I once went canvassing in a less salubrious area of my town in a tower block. We started at the top and were working our way down the floors when we heard a terrific rumpus from the floor beneath. We skipped that floor but when we got down to the next one, there was a huge trail of blood on the floor leading all the way to this door and up the handle. The door was ajar and I turned and said to my minder,' Is this where I do the silly lassie act and push the door open to see where the chainsaw noise is coming from?