Oh dear, that has brought back an embarassing memory. In 1978/9 I was based at Rosyth dockyard, so, as as I still lived at home in Sussex I frequently took an Aberdeen night train from Kings Cross to Inverkiething and if I could not get a legitimate* berth on the sleeper, then on the advice of an old seadog mate if I found an vacant compartment I would empty the contents of a can of Campbells (well I was going to Scotland) Cream of vegatable or chicken soup on the carpet **near the door, thus ensuring a good unmolested nights sleep. Invariably when I was awoken by the unmistakenable sound of crossing the Forth bridge there would be a matelot on the the other cushions and the conversation would inevitably lead to the same man's advice, RIP Dago!! Mk1's are well comfy, fact. *Not one of those "no berths available sir, but for £5 (in 1978!!!) I can move someone to get you a berth" on a 60% full sleeper ggrrr **Edit, the contents were emptied onto newspaper, we were not that uncouth.