There's always some sort of junk mail, or mailshot, hand delivered by someone, to greet me at home on return from work. Advertising how easy it is to sell your house, valetting services for the car, household cleaning, and even nappy cleaning services.
Imagine, then, on getting home tonight, how I chuckled. Whoever delivered this one obviously can't see beyond the end of their nose. A brochure for high quality remote control garage doors...
If only.
