Yup, making friends and irritating people, my speciality.

Hello reception, can you get the heating turned on in my room it’s just blowing out cold air, yes sir we’ll do it right away. 30 minutes later, hello reception so what’s the crack with the heating, we’re waiting for the heating engineer. 30 minutes later, happy, friendly me heads to reception and asks whether the heating engineer is coming from the other side of the country, only to be advised “errr we don’t have a heating engineer”. Top, duly blown and marched the poor duty manager up to the room to show him the icicles hanging off the heater.

Apologies all round sir, we’ll bring you a portable heater sir, really will that be on the same journey as the non existent heating engineer.

Grumpy bastad, out!

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That you are part of the hotel furniture when the waitresses have prepared your own table for your arrival. As you walk in they are bringing your sparkling water and tea to the table ready for you.

Not bad, but still not home!

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Is my evening meal!

Still I get to go home tomorrow, whoop.
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So a little while ago I reported the sighting of this

And today I found more of them

So I had to ask the question of “what is it” and I wish I hadn’t.

It’s called a “SuperLambBanana”, obviously!

Get me out of this city.

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So it has taken about 4 months, but at long last Mrs Fogg has completed her 1000 piece constellation jigsaw that shows the stars from St.Lucia 12 years ago.

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Sat in Liverpool South Parkway looking to head home and I keep seeing these bloody hideous things in various guises all over the place

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This week, I’ll mostly be eating healthy

Almost sampled the entire menu now. I actually have my very own reserved table.

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Yup another week another trip to the “pool”.

Heavy rain has led to those canals that “don’t flood” actually flooding Mr CaddyFrog, even the swans agree

And now breakfast (1st class of course) on the train to the “pool”, carmdown!

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