Door Stop Wanted

I desperately need a new door stop for the front door. James has had the door off for the past few days to paint it. It used to be stopped open with a chunk of wood a bit like a cheese, which meant that I could wander in and out as the need arose. Once the door was removed it meant that the stop was left there, alone and far too much of a temptation for Maggie, and the cleaners have today had to clean up the last of the splinters of wood strewn over the floor. The door is just about to go back on and I know that without the stop it will remain closed, and I will be confined to the ramblings of Austin & his friends this afternoon.