I woke up, this morning, in a strange Mancunian bed.
It wasn’t a talking bed that said words in a strange, Mancunian way, or anything like that, it’s just a bed in a Manchester hotel.
I have pulled out all the stops; this is possibly one of the most expensive hotels I’ve ever stayed in, but I did manage to knock £85 off the list price, through Expedia.
Yay!
Speaking of discounts, I paid my Oxford parking ticket yesterday. It came to £25 because I paid so quickly.
It doesn’t seem so expensive if you say it very quickly.
Twentyfivequid.
See?
And besides, twentyfivequid is absolutely nothing compared to the price of this place.
I have a suite.
See, I said I’d pulled out all the stops.
I’m expecting delivery of my room-service breakfast, as I type this. I’m sitting, in a white fluffy bathrobe the size of Newport, at the desk in the ‘office’, wondering what else I can do for fun.
The ‘media centre’ in the lounge looks like the control panel of an Airbus, but I mastered the off/on/off switches.
Despite having (I’d guess) £25,000 of media technology in there, there was still nothing on the TV last night.
I didn’t do the porn thing, I was too tired last night.
Anyway.
Today will find me at the BBC/ITV/C4 Comedy Writers Conference in Salford.
Looking at the itinerary/agenda, it seems the day will be full of seriousness and lacking laughs.
I’m a little disappointed.
Ah, there’s a knock at the door!
Breakfast has arrived.
Laterz.
Bloody hell, Bren, which hotel are you in? Are you at the Lowry? I’m in Salford, almost, I work next door to the Trafford Centre! You should have said you were coming daftass.
And so we met. Thank you for your time. And also, thank you for being understanding. And also, thank you for being brilliant. And also… thank you for having such a cute dog!
IT was a pleasure Bren! Always lovely to put a face to the name and in your case, the voice from the podcast.Hope your journey back was ok and that things work out the way you want them to.
Thanks V. It isn’t going to happen, obv, but it was nice to speak of such things with you. x
Good to see you spoiled yourself. Aren’t those suites fantastic.
Was the comedy writers conference everything you hoped it would be?
Indeedy, it was. I’ll get around to a write-up when I have time. Thanks for the tip on the hotel suites, Perp!