Failtown - 7 people sharing a 2 bedroom flat who just did really dumb things. Like run their washing machine without the waste connected, so grey water just spewed out all over the floor and into our place. Or locking themselves out and climbing back in using a swivel chair balanced on a wheelie bin.

Crooning Christian - a very excited believer who sang songs of praise, badly, at the top of his lungs. Oddly, found out later he was a friend of my sister. His flat mate was a student of naturopathy who used tons upon tons of home brand bug spray.

And... The Serial Killers. A housing commission flat stuffed with stuff. Newspapers to the ceiling, and 7 microwaves. Among other things. They had a driveway, and one of the guys was really passionate about it not being blocked. Saw him repeatedly ram a car that parked there once, and another time, our friend chained his bike to a tree next to it, and he must have gone out of his way to mangle it. Police regularly turned up there.