Hotel Inspector

Saw "The Hotel Inspector" last night. I thought it was hilarious. It is very entertaining to see this feisty young woman clashing horns with stubborn or stupid hotel owners. To see her reaction when she discovers the tat and filth that is blindingly obvious to anyone that doesn't see it every day. And to see the owner's reaction when she points it out to them. You get a range of denial and trying to blame other people.

The curly haired Alex Polizzi uses swearwords effectively. She saves them for the most important verbal clashes when they become more effective and surprising.

Last night she was shown to her room by Barry, who was like a real life "Gareth from the Office". He had an introduction to the room and the facilities that he had obviously memorized word for word. He stressed that the bed had clean sheets, which Alex thought was an odd thing to say.

They tried to make some tension in the second part of the show (building to a crescendo climax) as they invited the customers that had previously written scathing reviews to the hotel to see if it had improved. I was in stitches when one visitor revealed she had discovered a used condom in her bed. I see now why Barry was so keen earlier to point out that Alex had clean sheets in her room. But then they spoke to one customer who had apparently written the worst review. Does he now think the hotel is better? Has Jon and Barry and Alex's efforts been in vain?

I was again guffawing at the pregnant pause that followed before he revealed his verdict.

The previous Hotel Inspector was Ruth Watson. She had an interesting colour-coded coat system. She always wore a red coat at the start of the show, when she turned up and was angry with inept hoteliers. Then as the show went on her coats went through orange and yellow shades until at the end she wears a green (or blue) coat and is all happy and pally with the owner now that his hotel is doing a bit better.

I have to share this video with you. It's brief, but the author clearly realises the benefit of vitamin DD.

Tunip is the Octonauts cook. The authors could have chosen to create a utopian underwater society teaching children about equality and the like. Instead they chose to create a weird servant race of part vegetable, part animal creatures. Tunip doesn't go on away missions. I don't know why, but a vegimal tossing salad seems more odd than a human cooking a steak.