"Good morning, sir. Ted Milligan, memory restorer." He thrust a business card in my hand. "All your lost memories restored for just £50."
"No thanks." I began closing the door on him.
"First memory restored for free," he shouted through the gap.
I sighed. "Oh, go on then."
"Close your eyes."
I complied, leaving them open a crack.
"Right. Open them up. Remember anything?"
"Ah, yes, you're the scammer who visited me last week, claiming you could restore my memories."