Where do most people stand on flatmates who make a racket when they stumble in half-cut at four in the morning, knowing full well that someone else in the house has to wake up at 5 in order to go to work, and that they might actually want the extra hour's sleep they've just been deprived of due to loud conversations in the sitting room and general clanky preparation of food in the kitchen? Answers and opinions in e-mail form to duirwyn at yahoo dot co dot uk.