Considering I got mugged last year in one of Bristol's dodgier parts, I'm amazed that I'm still not scared of street gangs.

If anything, I go for a walk around Rhyl almost every night and virtually everyone, no matter how shady they look, is always lovely. The only chap who decided he was going to pick on the fact I was wearing glasses actually took the time to apologise to me for being a bit drunk!

Nope, the only street gangs who terrify me are the ones with leaflets and clipboards, and I doubt I'm alone on this one. OXFAM infamously pulled its street sellers not long ago because - quite rightly - it discovered all their teams did was annoy just about everyone unfortunate enough to want to go shopping in a town centre (perish the thought).

Last night I was pounced on by a healthcare company in the White Rose and was absolutely staggered by their arrogance. Usually when I get grabbed I'll just tell them I'm from locations from the Enid Blyton books to confuse them, but last night I was too tired to say "Kirrin Island" or "Peter's Secret Treehouse".

After the pair of city slickers had told me about how great it is to leave the NHS, they didn't bother asking me if I was interested in joining up. They just took it as read and started to sign me up anyway! I hadn't even told them my name, and already they were hellbent on condemning me to a lifetime of monthly payments and glossy newsletters.

Does anybody else in Denbighshire have this problem? If so, let us know about your experiences, and any suggestions you might have.

My personal solution would be to have them all shipped to the dodgier parts of Bristol and let them pitch their wares to the street gangs...

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