Mad Darby Diaries

I kept driving until I reached the Costa del Sol in Spain.  As I was driving through Malaga I noticed a machine on the sidewalk.  Above the machine there was a large notice. 24 hour coffee                  tea          erotic sex

So escaping winter I decided to drive south and to keep driving until I reached warm sun. When I stop in hotels in France I do not get excited about the breakfast.  Continental breakfast means hard bread, cheese, ham or fruit if you are lucky and all charged at an extortionate  price.  Customer service generally is sadly lacking too with a seemingly inability to link customer service with profits. On my feedback form I rated services low.  The wifi didn't work, the toilet didn't flush, the printer in reception didn't work so no receipt etc. I received an e mail from the manager. I'm sorry you didn't enjoy your stay in our hotel. 'It is true that several aspects of the hotel were not functioning during your visit.  Did you enjoy your breakfast?'

After a week without heating and the temperature outside and inside below zero, I decamped to a friend's house for 3 days. Day 1.  I was up early so made myself a cup of tea.  There was a little dish to put used tea bags so I took a teaspoon out of the drawer and put the teabag in the dish with the spoon.  Friend enters kitchen.  Conversation as follows. Friend: 'You have used the coffee spoon.' Me: 'I took it out of the drawer.' Friend: 'But it's  coffee spoon.' Me: 'It's a teaspoon' Confused, I changed the subject. Day 2.  There was already a spoon in the dish.  Aha that must be the coffee spoon, so I took a clean one from the drawer. Friend: 'You've used 2 spoons'. Me: 'No, I took one from the drawer.' Friend:  'How do I know which is today's spoon and which is yesterday's spoon?  And where is the coffee spoon.' Nonplussed I stayed silent while he chuntered on for 5 minutes about spoons. Day...