This is not what you would call creepy but it shows how easy it is for people to mistake you for what you're not.It was a Sunday morning the day after people were to hand in the ten yearly census form.On it is written details of household members, occupations ,date and place of births and their relation to the head of the house etc.
On this particular morning after ringing the door bell we were greeted with smiles and " come in please " and as we were half way up the hall I began thinking this guy is pleased to see us I'm not used to this reaction .As I was about to open my bible he said "please check my form to see if it's filled in correctly, hope I've filled it out O.K. There in front of us was all the private census details.
I had not got the heart to tell him that we were living in the last days and that the generations of census forms were about to be null and void.That was in 1961 ,there have been four more census returns since then and still no big A.
We just left quietly and said " the person you want is on his way up the street ,we will call again."
Another time I was out on the work I was offering a book for a small "donation" and this guy said "no thanks but I will buy your brief case off you." Obviously I was in the wrong line of business.