I don?t know when his dwelling was set on fire but on the 23rd he was down on the stretch between franklins and the estate agents and carpet shop . I had my jam stall out outside the shoe shop and gave him a jar of jam as a Christmas prezzie . He was very Jolly and juvenile and cracking jokes that were hard to understand as he?d had abit to drink . He was down there a good few hours and by the end ,it was going dark and he was drunk and shouting a lot and racing up and down the path , most of the time backward and people and children had to leap out of the way . He then started shouting at the tables of people drinking and it got quite scary . He did eventually go but he was so drunk that if he did make it back up the hill then with all the candles in there I was very worried already that something like a fire could happen .!