Exciting times to be had here in York. For example, at 3.30am you may be lucky enough to hear the local drunk, singing loudly. You may even get to see him tearing down a nearby tree. I was one such lucky person to have such a drunk directly outside my window. Wonderful. Even better – ten minutes later he was in the corridor outside my room. No longer singing, alas, but I did get to hear some marvelous shouting. Happy days.