I was returning rather late from a friend's house in St James's Square London (13th August 2008) and was slightly inebriated at the time, I had the misfortune to trip over the guy ropes of a tent which was sited on the pavement in the square and I tumbled into a heap of plastic bags (fortunately).
A rather bedraggled looking chap emerged from the confines of the tent and treated me to a barrage of verbal abuse the like of which would put Miltiades to shame (well perhaps not) and I was gobsmacked.
I apologised of course for my intrusion on the chap's privacy but pointed out that a 'Tent' was something of an unexpected encounter in such salubrious surroundings.
The chap informed me that he was protesting about the treatment he had received from a builder in Cyprus, he supplied me with details which would enable me to research his complaint and I subsequently did so.
Thus, a few days later, I found myself member to this delightful set and may I say that it has been (thus far) a particularly enjoyable experience.
Thank you Dwyer O'Conor (the chap in the tent) I would never have had the pleasure of encountering Miltiades had it not been for you.