Right or Left

The Gorse Fox had a busy day up at Starfleet's offices by the Thames. What with progress on his bid, he also had to review another bid which robbed the day of a couple of hours. That is something that will need writing up this evening.

He strolled along through Southwark to his hotel only to be told he had no reservation. With infinite patience he showed them the email confirming his reservation and explained that he had phoned on Sunday to cancel the first night of the 3 night stay. They had evidently not recorded this and marked him (and charged him) as a no show. GF said this is not an issue as long as they resolve the problem to his satisfaction. The approach paid off as they found him a room and said they would sort out the no-show charge.

With bags dumped in room he returned to reception. "Which way to a decent restaurant?" he asked. Turn right, then right again at the second set of light and there are several on the right, expained the receptionaist.

He set off. He dialled the Silver Vixen on his way and gave here a running commentary as he wandered the streets. What seemed like several miles later he looped back having not found any suitable establishments. On a hunch he set off again, this time turning left whenever the instruction said right. This proved to be the correct approach and he found himself by the Bluefin Building where he chose a Middle Eastern restaurant and enjoyed a Duck & Apricot Tagine with a nice glass of Rioja.