It's winter, it's dark, LOs are in bed asleep and someone rings the doorbell asking me to give him my direct debit details so they can send me junk mail for the rest of my life. I told him it was late for him to be knocking on doors and he said he had a license to be out til 8:30. I don't care what he's legally allowed to do, at that time of night I'm enjoying not having DD swinging off my trouser leg and having a bit of time to meself.
AIBU?