They'd get in your Fridge at 3 A.M. Sharp. They'd take the lids off of your Brickle-of-Bart. Anything, everything, that had a cover, would get robbed at night by a lid singing brother.
I suppose it no longer matters that the UK stuck to sterling. Dreadful politics there. I had a month to find out that I do not want to go back given the antipathy to the EU, not to mention the endless tory arrogance and stupidity and to the chaos that is
