Cambodians are nothing if not entrepreneurial. Faced with a kilometre stretch of bars, all full of drunk tourists, one kind-hearted local spotted a big gap in the market.

‘These people are drunk,’ they thought. ‘Too drunk to light fireworks and then crawl away to a safe distance’.

Saddened at the thought of so many very, very drunk people missing out on the phosphorus-fuelled fun, they hit on the brilliant idea of selling hand-held fireworks … in the bars … simply ignite and point.

Thus it came to pass that Sihanoukville beachfront was lit, every night, by a dazzling display of fireworks being waved around by pissed blokes from all corners of the globe (but mostly from Australia).

Genius.