The redridinghoods’ political campaign sign has done two things. First, it attracted a door-knocking politician who wondered if the redridinghoods take an interest in politics. No, we just put campaign signs on our property as a social experiment.
No other politician has ever set foot on our doorstep, so the sign must have been like honey to a fly.
And secondly, a door-to-door salesperson pushing electricity contracts arrived. The wolf was not amused.
Who else will come a-knocking?
And the answer is: Brownies, selling chocolate peppermint cookies, not the good ones. What did we expect?