News reached us last week that an Irish Times journalist has ended his 15-year hissy fit to stop his local boozer making noise.

Environment editor Frank McDonald claimed he couldn't get to sleep until 2am and spent around €80,000 on soundproofing his flat.

This sounded like a bit of a nightmare for McDonald, lover of silence, when you realised he lived in... Temple Bar.

Excuse us for pointing out the obvious but Temple Bar wouldn't be the first port of call for someone after an apartment in a quiet part of town. So, shock horror, living in a place which is basically made up of pubs, bars, nightclubs, strip clubs, restaurants, takeaways and theatres, with tourists, hen and stag parties roaming the streets like feral cats is not a calm and quiet place to live? Your Honour, I am shocked at receiving this information.

Next thing you'll be telling me that munching through three square meals a day in Eddie Rockets might cause you to pack on a few pounds, or that beer bonging a bottle of vodka might give you a bit of a headache.