When I was gadding about in the woods at Wharnecliff yesterday, Mrs Brant was at home.
Knock at door, and "very imposing" "convicted drug dealer" selling tumble drier balls for tenner a pair.
Frankly terrified by his demeanor, balls were purchased and my laughs of "they're a fiver at Aldi this week" haven't done down well.
Claimed he was working for "Working Chance" - but googling suggests this is a London only project?
Rip off/scam/something more sinister?

