Mismanagement takes the tour

A suspicious little huddle gathers in the foyer of 'Cruisedog Towers'. The legend above the door reads: 'Cruisedog' and is emblazoned in burnished gold against a royal blue ground. The huddle advances as one towards the eerily unmanned reception desk. A small plain plastic sign reveals itself with the logo: 'TVH3' and an upwards pointing arrow. Teapot mutters: "We'll have to change that." "Hello, anyone there?" calls Wigwam. Silence. "Come on, you pillock, we know you're here," shouts an irate Pottsie. "Woof, woof," is heard deep within the impossibly narrow confines of 'Cruisedog Towers'.

The Mismanagement cautiously proceeds along a claustrophobic corridor luridly painted in 'Barbie' pink. "No taste whatsoever!" exclaims the Grand Master. "Oh, I don't know, I think it's quite restful," Wigwam says. An empty cubicle sized room presents itself. "We can use this for 'Links', Rambo observes.

Very soon, the party (hash) arrives at the Penthouse Suite atop 'Cruisedog Towers'. Teapot knocks briskly on the door. No reply. Still irritable, Pottsie tries the door handle. It is locked. "Open up, you pillock, right NOW!" bellows the President. A faint "Woof," is heard far below.

Meanwhile, Teapot has been measuring up and is busy stabbing at his calculator keys. "Well, what do you reckon, Teapot, what's it worth?" enquires Wigwam. "Practically nothing," rasps Teapot, "BUT, it IS in a very good location, and as our main site is being refurbished, I think we should make the idiot an offer...." "How much should we offer him?" Wigwam asks the assemblage. "We'll have to ask McWot how much we've got available." ventures Teapot. The Mismanagement exits 'Cruisedog Towers' and as they depart, a shrill howling is heard. "Quite mad, quite mad," Rambo says sadly.