Oh my god! NO, I don't want to buy a suit! 

Within a two street radius of our guest house we have now been accosted by, I'd say, at least twelve suit salesmen. And they have all got me more than once.

The only thing that seemed to stop them was telling them that I no longer had a job. Well, nearly. The best guy (and the one I'd actually most like to buy a beer...he was quite witty and admirably persistent) barely missed a beat before moving tactics to: "you need good suit for funerals". On our forth time passed his usual haunt, once again and with amused exasperation, telling him that no I really just didn't need a suit, he calls after us "but the suit needs you..."!

By David Smee