My parents used to have a house on the west coast of Scotland, and would receive a letter every month or two informing them that they needed a TV aerial license. They would ignore it, and eventually the TV people called and talked to my dad. He replied that they didn't have a TV, and the licensing people asked if they could come and inspect the property, so my dad said "sure, we'll be at the head of the Loch at 10am next Tuesday with the boat, it's about a 30 minute ride to the house, but you're more than welcome. There's no electricity, but we have a stove and can prepare you a cup of tea when we get there."

The TV licensing person apologised for the inconvenience and never bothered them again.