So Southampton didn't win the City of Culture thing. I wonder if it was the bloke who walks down my road daily screaming random swear words into the air, the bloke I saw on Sunday pissing up the side of a building on the Avenue in broad daylight, or the bloke I saw a while back who stopped to finish his lager in the middle of a zebra crossing before stumbling and disappearing into a bush that ruined it for us?