The evening meal !!

Well at the risk of boring the pants of you all I would like to tell you what happened at dinner! We booked a table (thinking that is what we had to do) and arrived at 7.30 for nosh. We were shown to a table by Paolo! He was so attentive. We studied the A la carte menu and decided not to have a starter (cos we pigged out at Hampton Court) and I went for the steak and Ron had calves liver (urghhh!). P aolo kept popping by and chatting the pants of us. We (as expected) kinda took the pee !! Ron had a beer. Didn't have pudding. About 8.30 we got up to leave and Paolo said "I needa your signature pleasea! Went over to the computer (into which Paolo tapped in our eats and drinks and Ron did wonder if we were having to pay for this !). Paolo asked for our room number. 222 said Burn. Paolo tapped in 222 but the computer said NOOOOOOO! he tried again but again the computer said NOOOOOOOOOOOOO! Paolo started getting a bit narked and Burn said "maybe it's because we have paid for the "deal" weekend!" Well Paolo flipped. Paolo went beserk. He went mad. "the girls are supposed to tella mea whena deala guest isa dining" And on he went. Racing over to the poor girl on reception. Tearing her off a strip. She saying she had only just come on etc etc etc. We sat down. Paolo still going mental. Letta me checka - you waita here he kept saying. Meanwhile the other chap on duty that night came up - now this was funny cos he was trying to placate Paolo with a Spanish accent. All he kept saying was "calm" "calm". That was like a red rag to a bull. Finally Paolo decided that we were on the offer weekend and apologised profusely for the rumpus. Now you can imagine what was on the tip of Burn's tongue. All I wanted to say at the end was "OH, WHAT A MISTAKA TO MAIKA" - but I didn't. We went out of the hotel to a pub up the road and just pee'd ourselves laughing all the way.............................. Nice steak tho'. £32 the meal cost !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
That all folks !
Got knitting to do !
Burnice x