Malone
I’m afraid it was a disaster. The placard and stick looked rather professional and my walk started well enough. Although I didn’t see any yachts, several people approached and read the advice from a safe distance. I had of course printed it in large letters.
But I soon found that I was attracting those that I sought to repel, particularly runners and dogs, and like Rosalind, I feel that my clean jeans might have been the problem. As you say, the stick was just long enough to fend off undesirables.
I’m afraid some passing cyclists told me, somewhat rudely, that I knew what I could do with my Government advice – the stick too. But when I was nearly home, a gust of wind detached the placard from the stick and blew it into a garden. As I retrieved it, I was approached by a growling dog and an even fiercer owner.
“We don’t want any religious nutters here, even if it is Easter” she said.
“But it’s not Easter until Sunday” I protested, but I know this is a futile argument and I beat a hasty retreat.