Police have warned the public about sinister cold callers, demanding seasonal treats.
‘It all began nicely enough,’ said one landlord, ‘with them wishing me a merry Christmas. But then they started going on about how they all like this ‘figgy pudding’ stuff. So I tell them that this is a family venue and we don’t do drugs here, but they just repeated that they all liked it and demanded that I bring some out here’.
‘So I gave Big Steve on the door a nod and he started encouraging them to leave but they just bunched together and sang that they wouldn’t go until they got some, which sounded like a classic shake-down. They were going on about bringing bringing glad tidings to me and — well, this is the Brown Cow — the York Inn is two streets away’.
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