Waking early the next day we headed off around 7am for a lovely breakfast and walk through the city. It was so nice to move and have the wind in my face.
What struck me this time were the number of pubs on street corners and how well kept and embellished they were. Hanging baskets with perfect petunias, beautiful begonias and gorgeous geraniums were in full heathy bloom everywhere.
We walked as far as Trafalgar Square and then walked back through Covent Garden, stopping for a welcome coffee then back to the hotel via a Vodafone shop where we bought pre paid mobile broadband sticks.
My first experience of Vodafone UK was a less than enjoyable one. Service? Nada. Interest in what they were doing? Nada. Interest in describing features of what we were interested in? Nada. Knowledge of products? Nada. Interested in telling us what we were doing when we requested to buy stuff? Nada. In fact I’m sure if we had said a word more or asked a question the fellow would have told us to shut up! We were obviously a huge inconvenience in his day. I would imagine that Vodafone’s sales are as a result of folk making up their minds that they wanted something and fighting tooth and claw to get it rather than Vodafone actually selling anything.
So – back to hotel and resting blistered feat before taxi-ing to Paddington to catch the train to Bristol.
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