Sunday, February 04, 2007

Maid Marriott

My mother reports phoning Marriott hotels after seeing some special offer in a newspaper. She was hoping for a couple of cheapish days in Nottingham, but got through to a girl in America who hadn't ever heard of the place.

I told my mum she should have started talking about Rob'n Hood and the Sheriff of Narting-ham and maybe some bells would have started ringing on the other side of the Atlantic. Eventually some computer was consulted and Mrs W Snr was informed that the Marriott in question was 17 miles from downtown. Which kinda ruled it out, you know what I'm saying?

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