A 'big night out' at the Marriot Hotel in Glasgow for the Scottish Rally Championship Awards Dinner. An outing for the posh frock and 'f... me' shoes. And, since we were staying overnight, something smart/casual for the meet and greet pre-dinner and for breakfast.
The fifth floor room had a delightful view of some of the off-ramps of the M8 in the city centre. The bed could have slept 4 people without crowding. Nice. Peculiar pillows ... squashy and bouncy at the same time. Rather like having your head on a water bed, I think [never having been on a water bed].
I like hotels, especially 5* ones.
Dinner was nice apart from the soup. What the hell are 'snow peas'?? The bright green soup smelled and tasted like mint sauce. Now I've nothing against mint sauce with a lamb chop or two but I definitely didn't want to drink a steaming hot bowl of it! Perhaps is was there's no peas in this soup?
Many silver coloured trophies were handed out - some to 'our boys', Mike Falconer and Peter Foy - and much alchohol was consumed [to take away the taste of the soup].
Once the band ratcheted up the volume to deafening we retired to bed.
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