I have a story about a hotel being too thoughtful. Several years ago, a close male friend was staying in the Shangri-La HK on business for a week. The dates coincided exactly with when I was to be there for pleasure, so he offered to book a twin room to share. Also coincidentally, we share the same surname.

On the second day, I thought that the beds seemed closer together than before, but put it down to my imagination. But through the week, they definitely were moving, until finally no gap remained. Very strange.

It was only on the last day, when the maid said something like, "I hope things are OK now with your husband, Mrs SwissBrit" that the penny dropped - housekeeping thought we were a sparring married couple and were trying to patch things up a bit...!

Well, certainly very personal