Just come back from a supposed 4* hotel (Anglesey). It was bloody rubbish...hard bed (double - forgotten how small they are, it would be an insult to our American cousins) one dodgy blanket, no duvet, cold room, no minibar, 4 TV stations (one of them was in welsh, crap breakfast with burnt sausages and deep fried to a crisp mushrooms, no shower cap, and then to top it all off...
I promise you this is a real conversation:
Me to barman: "Can I have a bloody mary please?"
Barman: (who was, admittedly gorgeous, and looked like a young Tom Jones..with a very strong welsh accent) "What's one of them then?"
Me: "vodka, tomato juice and a dash of Worcestershire sauce"
Barman: "oh, someone asked me for one of them about two year ago - we don't have that sauce, not much call for it round 'ere"
Me: "I'll have a diet coke then"
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