I forgot to tell you this. When we got to our room in Singapore there was a printed card on the desk welcoming John Pilger back to the Trader Hotel. It thanked him for his patronage over the years and outlined the extra benefits he would enjoy as a Golden Circle member. It was dated the 31st of December.
Now, I don’t know if it was John Pilger, the crusading journalist and film-maker, or just an ordinary one with a penchant for staying in flash South East Asian hotels. And I don’t know why we were given his room or where he stayed that night.
What I do know is that he tucked into the minibar before vacating the room and we very nearly had to pay for a can of Sprite, a Kit-Kat and a packet of premium biscuits.
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