First, pay your parking tickets. Second, if you really don’t want to pay, hide your valuables in the attic, not in a loaf of bread. And third, remember that the bailiffs are just doing a job—a job that involves asking for the remote control and then walking out with your PlayStation.
So next time you see a big white van with a mysterious logo, don’t assume it’s a delivery. It might be Paul and Gary, ready to take your flat-screen and your dignity. And if you hear a knock, just remember: it’s not the pizza guy. It’s the consequences of your actions, wearing a clip-on tie and a clipboard of doom.
