I should have guessed.
As soon as I wax lyrical about the hotel environment and services, I
meet the restaurant manageress with the face like a slapped arse.
Asking her for coffee she made me feel like an imposition on her life.
Oh well.
My breakfast was good.
And I smile to myself, knowing that the Internet and the vision and
drive of Steve Jobs allow me to write this post as she stands beside
me, a business prevention officer in all her terrible majesty.
Let’s hope that conferencing have their act sorted.
On with the show!
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