I had just got in from a late work meeting when door went, dh went to answer it, was a charity door knocker. Can you give £2 a month for...... I appreciate times are hard and charities must be suffering, but 9pm? Normally i would be in my pj's! There are lot's of elderly people down our street too. On way way to the kitchen (to get some wine) i passed the door where dh had repeated several times how we wasn't interested, thank you, so i said to the guy i thought 9pm was late and rude to knock on doors. DH thinks I'm moody and have found someone else to moan about now the weekly news man has stopped delivering our paper at 11pm. Am i turning into one of those grumpy old women?