After his sterling performance doing his bit for the image of Britain abroad he was a bit gopping saturday morning. Dennis had a bit of a cob on with him as well. As he muttered "god, i feel horrid" all she could manage was "good". Nice sympathy.
At 1334 reception rang asking him if he planned to check out (check out time being 1200) and perhaps he could come and pay. Having done so (and paid to extend his stay in the room) he snuck back to bed eventually getting up at 1730 still feeling pretty rancid.
This turned out to be just in time to discover that their flight had been delayed by 4 hours. What a treat.
Notwithstanding this serious inconvenience he says this was a truely fantastic holiday all down (as usual) to the wonderful people he spent it with so with thanks to them all.
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