I get the nagging feeling I'm being subjected to a very manipulative advertising campaign.

I get this combination of leaflets through my door on a fairly regular basis. Life is confusing enough without someone having to ram that confusion into my house (quite literally today actually, the internal bit of my letter box landed half way up my hallway from the force with which my daily junk was thrust through). It's irritated me so much I think I might order a pizza for comfort. And then I better join Slimming World to cancel it out.