They are still out there.
They tend to have little stalls in Town Centres.
Instead of pestering the general public they just stand there and mither each other.
Earlier this year there was an old dear at the gate when I was in the garden.
I went and had a chat with him because I live in the middle of nowhere and admired the amount of effort he had put in in the hope of getting a convert.
He was a persistent fucker and stood his ground when I said I was an atheist amongst the 3000 different religions on the basis of if I picked the wrong one, if there was any spare places in the right one, I may be at the front of the queue, as I hadn’t supported one of its rivals.
