A pub near us used to keep their football scratchcards behind the bar. When the landlord went for a piss we’d steal a few. We’d put our bus passes into lanyards and knock on front doors - 50p for charity. The vast majority of people had a go, we’d do one card (50 x 50p) a day in different areas, then go and buy a big bag of weed. I mean, fraud, sure, but when you’re frauding people out of 50p who gives a shite. Alan Sugar got a knighthood for selling a bit of beetroot, ffs.