Lying down on the job in a five-star hotel in Laois
I AM walking, like one of the zombie extras from classic horror movie, Dawn of the Dead, through the corridors of an Irish hotel. Shuffling at a snail’s pace, my eyes barely open, I am moving gingerly towards my room.
Fortunately, there has not been a zombie apocalypse — my floppy status is due to that heightened state of relaxation that a truly great spa treatment can bring.
