Back at the hotel, where the buzzer at the door to reception did not, as it normally does, result in the night reception guy rapidly appearing to let me in 
After several goes, I ventured through the unlocked door into the adjacent Beefeater, which I think I've only been in before back in 2009. I wandered around trying to find somebody, including a brief venture into the kitchen. Eventually I found the spec that's a bit below the ground floor (though hardly far enough to call it a basement) where a few members of staff were having a shutdown chinwag. Turns out the reception chap is expected to lay the tables ready for breakfast, which seems a bit harsh given that he's stuck on reception all alone all night and has to patrol the corridors once an hour.
Anyway, he'd forgotten his remote buzzer. He apologised profusely as he led the way back and let me in. I'm not sure, but I think he said under his breath "It's a good job it's you"
On that basis, I won't be complaining to head office
After several goes, I ventured through the unlocked door into the adjacent Beefeater, which I think I've only been in before back in 2009. I wandered around trying to find somebody, including a brief venture into the kitchen. Eventually I found the spec that's a bit below the ground floor (though hardly far enough to call it a basement) where a few members of staff were having a shutdown chinwag. Turns out the reception chap is expected to lay the tables ready for breakfast, which seems a bit harsh given that he's stuck on reception all alone all night and has to patrol the corridors once an hour.
Anyway, he'd forgotten his remote buzzer. He apologised profusely as he led the way back and let me in. I'm not sure, but I think he said under his breath "It's a good job it's you"
On that basis, I won't be complaining to head office
), the floor level seats were removed for the gig. 
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