Ok, I'd just nipped out for a coffee. Nothing strange there. On my way back to the office, however, an odd incident occurred. I was walking past a coffee bar in the Lanes in Brighton when a woman, sitting outside, nursing a cappucino, said to me 'Excuse me, what Town is this?' I stopped, and thinking that I had misheard, said 'Pardon?' She repeated her question 'What Town is this?' I replied 'Brighton!' - she looked puzzled and replied 'Brighton?' before going back to her cappucino.

I know what you're thinking, she was recovering from an awesome hangover, the drugs hadn't worn off yet, or she had given the Doctors the slip. But no, this was a seemingly non drink/drug addled woman, probably in her late 50's with no sign of having recently departed from a cell with bouncy walls.

Go figure...