Italians, an Operatic Sea Mammal and Ice Cream.

Photo by Annie Spratt on Unsplash

Arriving for my duty early in the morning at the London hotel where I was employed, I called the Night Manager to see where he was so we could meet and he could do his handover. “Meet me in the lobby bar, I’m here with Night Security”. This was a bit strange as we normally handed over in the office, but still, to the lobby bar I went.