I used to work at The George Hotel in Amesbury.

I was employed as the receptionist but ended up doing everything else apart from washing up.

I worked shifts.

Early Breakfast – left home at 6:30am

Dinner – left home at 6pm.

After the late shift I’d be doing the books for Mrs Abbott until gone midnight. Then I’d drive home. Window wide open. Peter blasting.

This song rang all over the road from Amesbury to Bulford many a midnight hour :o)