The Gorse Fox arrived the hotel. Three loud-mouthed businessmen were in front, giving the receptionist a run for her money. Eventually they leave and GF checks-in. The Abbot followed close behind. Agreeing to meet at 7 we headed off to our rooms.

At 7 GF was down in reception waiting for the Abbot. A low hum signalled the arrival of the lift. The doors opened quietly and, with his back to the door stood one of the loud businessmen... and he just stood there. Now GF should explain that these lifts are entered from one side, but exited from the other. This was evidently beyond this chap. So he stood there. And stood there, until alerted by the doors starting to close he hurled himself between the narrowing gap. Looking up sheepishly he smiled, muttered and wandered over; GF explained it was a Pantomime Lift and you must remember "It's behind you!" Salt duly rubbed into wound, GF walked away.