Q. This summer I spent a couple of nights in an hotel in France. The friend I had been staying with suddenly had rather a lot of people so I volunteered to go to the hotel — quite a good holiday trick if there are a lot of children about.
Usually when I check into an hotel room I never make use of the drawers or the wardrobe. I just scatter my things about the room so that when I leave I need only glance around to make sure I have not forgotten anything. This was quite a nice little hotel, (a favourite of the late Auberon Waugh)*, and on this occasion they had unpacked for me and hung up my clothes and effectively hid a suit which I did not notice was missing until I went on to stay with friends further north and wanted to wear it.
The hotel said they would keep it for me and — because it might be a year until I return — the woman I was staying with said she would call by and collect it and bring it to London on one of her frequent visits.
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