I have been away for a few days down in Bridgwater, and staying in a local hotel called the Walnut Tree.  Quite a nice hotel, with half decent food where they make an effort on presentation and served at a reasonable price.  Not only good food, but real ale, in fact two real ales, one local, and the other carted half way across the country from Bedford.  I opted for the local, good thing as I heard from other drinkers the Charles Welles brew was off.

The breakfast staff were chatty, but I was taken aback when one one said to me, I see you are a lover.  I thought, what have I let slip?  She, seeing my bemused face, quickly followed on with a comment on my Marmite choice.

They had free wifi in the hotel rooms, though on my second day it was not working.  Went to reception to complain.  “Ah, you need a new number” said the receptionist. “Yes” I said, “but it also is not showing the logon screen”.  “Let me take a look in the office” was the reply.  “Ah, I see the boss has unplugged the internet.  Ok it will be back in 5 minutes.”  And back it came.