I had to take an early morning flight from Luton to Istanbul. I decided to treat myself to an over night stay in the easy hotel, so I got there early evening and stepped out of the hotel for some fish and chips only to see three individual fights happening outside food joints. It was like a shit, violent tryptic. I turned around and stayed in my crappy orange plastic pod of a room, ate a flapjack and cry wanked over Songs of Praise.