Tyraboots
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We stayed at a hotel near Waterloo station for an early Eurostar train.
the guy who owned the hotel also owned the chip shop next door. we had to go in there and pay him. He sat at a table in the far corner of the shop just like Tony Soprano at the Bada Bing club. He pointed at a tiny African guy to caryy our luggage. He was about 4ft 5 and was lame, dragging a useless limb behind him. I took the luggage off him we foolowed him up five flights of stairs which were almost vertical.Our room resembled a bedsit fornm the 1950s complete with beds whose matresses must have been made from fists. Instead of sleeping I slept with one eye on the wonky door al night. What a dump.
the guy who owned the hotel also owned the chip shop next door. we had to go in there and pay him. He sat at a table in the far corner of the shop just like Tony Soprano at the Bada Bing club. He pointed at a tiny African guy to caryy our luggage. He was about 4ft 5 and was lame, dragging a useless limb behind him. I took the luggage off him we foolowed him up five flights of stairs which were almost vertical.Our room resembled a bedsit fornm the 1950s complete with beds whose matresses must have been made from fists. Instead of sleeping I slept with one eye on the wonky door al night. What a dump.