Fowler got chatting to a Canadian bloke who'd been living in China on and off for 15 years. Every now and then a strange whistling sound would start up but Fowler thought nothing of it. Frank eventually let on that he had a pet Cricket in his coat. Apprently its common for Beijing folk to carry round a cricket in a small jar during winter to keep them company if they are on their own. When the cricket gets warmed up it'll start singing, they cost about 3 quid each and live for 90 days if you feed and look after them well. As you can see from the rather blurred photo this was no ordinary Cricket - it was a monster.