Nob Hill Hotel Ca
The bellhop boy
Smiled and grasped
The day with both hands
He wore his
Uniform loud and he never
Chewed gum on a Sunday
That’s just
The way it always was
In the good old days
It still is on
Nob Hill and Fairmont
San Francisco …
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Neville (
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A fine write Neville.
that's just fine then... cheers orchidee
Neville
Book me a ticket on the first plane then - Nob Hill eh ? - ah - this I must see............ I love the disguised wit in these few lines Nev.
Oh' do check it out Fay.. I have twice stayed there... and would again at the very drop of a hat or the turn of a heel or even...… but for now tho.. a thank thee shall have to do ….
Neville x
Memories of standing room only on a street car named disgusting. Drawn alongside chauffer driven Mrs Drippen-Gold. It must be sunday, the conductors gum languishes by the bell push.
Atmospheric stuff revealing your pampered past luxury hotel living? Or a stark contrast to reality?
You can beat an egg, but good memories are hard to beat... and as to the question in question...
the answer is unashamedly a bit of both really... Thanking you kindly DA
Neville
Some places will never change as some people cannot afford to get to them.
Andy
there is maybe some truth in what you say but I certainly dont feel guilty for having been able to afford going to such places... cheers GF60
Neville
I too have enjoyed the Fairmont several times, and the regality and pageantry is once represented.
Thanks for the memories.
thank you my friend .. it is a small world isn't it.. and you are most welcome..
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