There are days I'd quite happily have my identity stolen, assuming it meant the person that stole it had to deal with the drudgery of my life (parts of it anyway). My Uncle got solar panels a few years ago and STILL feels the need to tell anyone within earshot how much electricity he's making each sunny day. Thankfully in Scotland those are few and far between (and yes I'm aware today is one of them, even if it is still freezing outside)