It certainly is an issue in Newark. Everywhere's infested with them. To the South is Farndon. I tipped up on the visitor's moorings there last year.I did wonder... I've noticed that members of that august culture do tend to cast a certain pall over their long term environs.
I live 12 miles away and just work there, have moved from Cambridge, so a bit of a culture shock.
I'm still feeling my way, BUT, that said, I feel that my particular workplace (car workshop) at least the atmosphere is a bit toxic?
I repaired to the pub only to be informed there was a private wake in session. I noted that the mourning attire was a trifle informal, and that the mood was, at that point, a trifle lacking in the gravitas demanded of the occasion..
On my return later to the mooring, with a certain inevitability, the fisticuffs were in session.
I had hell's delight trying to get the boat off the mooring a day or so later, as the feral crotch fruit of those loveable tinkers were using the Trent for a dip, and whilst wrapping a few of them round the prop may have appealed to some, my insurance premiums would have taken a hit.