hired a "rehearsal studio" from a guy in Southampton once. Turned up, turned out it was his living room. He took the cash and left us to it, 2 minutes into our rehearsal, there's a banging on the door, with complaints from the shop below wondering what the fuck we were doing.
Not the first time he's pulled this shit off apparently. Couldn't get in touch with him then, he didn't have a mobile number, so we packed up and left. As a parting gesture I pissed all over his house.