When Tony & Jan Jenkinson from Cumbria stayed at Blackpool’s Broadway Hotel in August they were less than impressed. Now you might share my view that if you pay £37 a night for a hotel room you can’t expect an awful lot, but they expected more than they got and so took to Trip Advisor to vent their anger, describing the hotel as a “rotten stinking hovel run by muppets”. What they didn’t expect though was an additional bill for £100. Continue reading
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Van Halen And The Brown M&M’s
At the height of his career Van Halen lead singer David Lee Roth , became known for his strange and extravagant demands when the band were on tour.
All artists have what’s called a ‘rider’ – basically a list of the things they need in their dressing room at an event. Lee Roth’s rider was particularly demanding . Continue reading
Them’s The Rules!
The Institute Of Directors on Pall Mall is a bastion of British conservatism, as a friend of mine discovered to his cost.
Martin, a film producer, had arranged to meet with a potential investor at the institute, and arrived in his normal attire of jacket, shirt, jeans and cowboy boots. He was met at the entrance by a doorman dressed in smart black suit, freshly polished shoes and tie.
“Can I help you sir?” he asked. Continue reading
Two Nights In Norfolk
You have to take opportunities when you can, so with my daughter away on a school trip to New York (the furthest I ever went was Scarborough) we decided to have a weekend away in Norfolk.
Now the last time I went to Norfolk, I was about 12 years old – a two week caravan holiday in Great Yarmouth. I can remember very little about it, other than it rained, and certainly nothing of the journey. That’s just as well, because if I had remembered the journey, I’d have probably gone somewhere else. Continue reading