Premier Inn ... Waiting ... Waiting

We had a relatively good English dinner - steak pie, mashed spuds and 73 peas (I counted them ...) and then retired to the room for an good nights sleep. The breakfast was OK if a bit lacking in the "Continental" aspects you'd expect for an international hotel. The coffee? Hey, this is the UK so, as expected, it was terrible ...

We've got 4 hours to kill before we can check-in. We've found a comfortable seat in the cafe/bar so it's time to sip the sparkling H2O and read a novel. There are no newspapers on offer - I discount the Daily Mail and the Sun ...