This all reminds me of something I read in today's paper.
I confess it did make me titter:


" The clapping every Thursday is marvellous. But as with Christmas decorations, some people in each street are determined to stand out.
So for them, clapping isn't enough.

So the second week they arrived whacking four saucepans with a cricket bat, then a klaxon, followed by an air raid siren and then two giant stacks of speakers with a DJ playing drum and bass that can be heard in Belgium.

Week five involved gelignite, and by next week they'll fire a cannon up the street, demolishing numbers 19-25, because they care more than anyone else. "