Took this out of The Guardian newspaper about a year ago.
Just stumbled across it the other day and sent my name and address because fuck it, I'm far enough away that I doubt they'd bother to travel that distance to put a spell on me or whatever.
Google map'd it and it seems to be on an industrial estate.
This morning I got some weird shit in the post, weird enough that it's rattled me really. I thought I might get a newsletter or leaflet or some shit but not all this crap.