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Snapped in a bin closet in the yard of the Lamb Hotel in Ely. Quite apart from the difficulty there may have been in getting it out, there were also the difficulties that hotel management had sort of ownership rights over it and that I did not know to where to return it. So it remains where it was snapped.

I might also mention their difficulty with bread. When asking for mixed bread with olives etc last night, the sort of thing which is entirely normal in Epsom, I was presented with two slices of factory sliced white bread, not very fresh, each sliced diagonally into two triangles and neatly presented on a shiny white plate with ample supplies of butter. While BH got much better brown bread lumps served with her soup. And then for breakfast this morning, there was no bread on offer at all, only a modest selection of sugary or fatty pastries. A very modest supply of toast was to be had, if one asked for it. Kippers were also to be had, but at least the waitress was honest about them, admitting when asked that they came out of a plastic bag. I thought I was playing safe when I went for poached eggs on toast, but the eggs which turned up were slightly over cooked, reeked of, tasted of and were stained by vinegar. It is not the first time that this has happened, it seeming that many hotel cooks are too lazy to poach eggs without it these days.