all too much for The Dog...

This is the Dog having a wee look out our MASSIVE window. He booked a room which was quite pricey and our view was rubbish so we asked for another room (I know, how thoroughly middle class of us). We were given a room with a sligthly better view but was a bit more rubbish so we asked to go back to the original room.

The guy liked us. He wanted rid of us from his nice and tidy reception area.

He upgraded us to a suite.

We liked him. It was a room fit for throwing TVs out of in wild fits of rock star style oomph. We settled for necking wine and sighing.

Rock 'n Roll, no?