Mystery here again.  Here I am, working to make sure that my bed is left untouched, that the staff have the radiator on so it is nice and warm, my food is where it should be, when it should be - why can humans be as organised or as smart?  I mean, the hotel is going through some pretty radical refurbishment and they are making the bedrooms look really smart.  At least that’s what is supposed to be happening but when I go up to have a look what do I find?  Some nutter has only hung all the wallpaper upside down!  I mean even I could see it was the wrong way round.  I ask you!

There is a new bloke in charge of the bar now at the hotel.  The cool cat (lady) that was there before has moved to Bulgaria (where the Wombles’ great uncle comes from I think..).  I haven’t a clue why she would want to move there.  She took her cat with her and drove all the way - must be some dedicated cat as I sure wouldn’t go.  Bad enough trying to get me to go outside!  Anyway, the new bloke is called Phil and as yet I can’t say much about him as each time he starts to talk before I know it my eyes have closed and I have dozed off!

Mind you my level of concentration isn’t quite what it should be.  I get quite dizzy watching everyone tearing about.   Greg, (the big boss) is going to turn into butter one day I swear!  He is in, out, up and down like a yo-yo.  He is multi-talented though as he is in the restarant serving, then checking in guests, master of ceremonies at weddings, dealing with the horrid officials that sometimes have to visit us - he should be much thinner than he is by rights!  Just thinking about it makes me want to go and curl up on the radiator so for now, adios my friends. xoxo