Hi just seen what time you wrote that...don't you sleep
Usually like a log
I've been awake in the early hours quite a lot lately - my son runs his own business and I've found myself doing quite a lot of work on the text for brochures and ads that he produces for clients. He's a true whiz with the graphic design/web implementation etc - but he couldn't string three good sentences together to save his soul.
It takes ages! - he's producing a glossy brochure for an hotel in, what he assures me, is the gloomiest part of t' North It's situated virtually in the middle of nowhere - and it takes a great deal of head scratching and Nescafe to turn it into the most exhilarating venue for a short break this side of Paris
Actually, it sounds remarkably like Fawlty Towers! He's been up there a couple of times to take photo's and, apparently, it boasts an English Chef who is barely sane and who is given to indulging in tantrums that make the Latin temperament appear sanguine in comparison, plus the idlest porter in the business, and the most incompetent staff
The owner gave orders for an out-building to be cleared out, and for some rubbish to be burned - so the trusty staff set to work and duly burned an old dining table that was being stored in there.
Unfortunately, it was an antique worth the best part of