There is no body, admittedly, but when hordes of Far Eastern tourists began to descend on two very ordinary roads outside Oxford it appeared to be a mystery worthy of Inspector Morse.
Groups of up to 40 at a time arrive on the Seventies estate in Kidlington, always on Thursday, which is bin day, cameras in hand, traipsing over lawns, peering in windows, knocking on doors and asking for selfies.
Various theories exist….filming of Inspector Morse or Harry Potter etc. But no one knows the answer.
Hint for an aspiring journalist currently studying away among the dreaming spires. Get yourself out there on a Thursday (today! this morning!) and go bloody ask one of the tourists.
“‘Allo, whatchu doin’ then?” and an instant national article to kick start your career.
You know, actual reporting?
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