The buffet was very 'chips with everything', a gang of building were eyeing up the sandwiches and we were allowed an extra 10 minutes lunch, but the part-timers have to make up their hours next year.

Nah, its our local Hilton. Same decor, same menu, but the carpark is more likely to full of muddy old landrovers and tractors rather than Rollers and helicopters. I've got a spanking new pair of wellies specially for the occassion.