You might have been talking about a fire that killed 79 people, but me and Walrus were not and that is something that should be computing in your head. I stand by that statement as an experiential view about life on council estates. I understand that council estates are full of decent people too, but the unsavory elements are what stick in the mind and unfortunately there is a lot of it. Is it so bad to not want drug dealers in your community? Or have less teenage Mums? Or not have kids loitering outside the shop harrassing old people? I sometimes think it is topsy turvy land. Actually it is, I don't see any of that in my 'fantasy' world.