I went to Aldeburgh once many years ago, camping over night with a group of friends. The couple "next door" went out, got drunk, and she fell on our tent on the way back. She styled it out the next morning, waving goodbye as they drove off. I do remember having the best fish and chips ever in the High Street, a little shop on the corner. It did all strike me as very posh.
I'm sure ToTo would have far more fun camping (?!) and eating out of newspaper than frolicking with the Ministry of Enforced Fun.
Is that "official" Guineapigs, that ToTo won't now be 007 ?