There's no other hats, coats, umbrellas or walking sticks...
We have it all to ourselves ... i'm just a teeny-weeny bit choosy and particular of who i let stay here, if you see what I mean.
Where have i heard these names before?
A young businessman, Billy Weaver, has arrived in the city of Bath and is not sure where he should stay. A man suggested him go to a pub and hotel, Bell and Dragon and on the way, he finds a bed and breakfast. When he's about to ring the bell, someone opens up the door.
A sweet landlady opened the door. She seemed harmless. She offered him a room for a very affordable price. Billy noticed that the house was empty. She brings him to his room and offers him supper, he denies. She leaves him to unpack and ask him to fill out the guest-list.
He goes to the sitting room to sign the guest book. There were two names, Christopher Mulholland, 231 Cathedral Road, Cardiff. Gregory W. Temple, 27 Sycamore Drive, Bristol. Weaver felt like he has heard these names before, but he couldnt put his finger on it. The landlady came in with tea and talked about the two men.
Billy knew the two men were similar somehow, maybe they were famous... He noticed that Christopher Mulholland was on the newspaper, a school boy who went missing, the landlady quickly distracted him by asking him what he would like in his tea. She talked about Mulholland and Temple, how they were handsome and tall like Weaver.
They started drinking their tea. Billy didn't care much for the taste of the tea and started to feel a bit weird. Weaver noticed that her pets were stuffed and asked who did it for her. She told him she did it herself. She said that Mulholland and Temple never left.
The landlady wanted to make sure he signed his name in the guestbook because she doesn't want to forget his name. He asked if there have been others in there beside him and the two others. She replied with, "No, my dear", "only you".