A very enjoyable film indeed. Although I’m a bit too young to have seen it in its heyday, (born ‘58), a lot of later acts were in my era.
The most interesting bit of the film for me however concerned the owner of the hotel, a Mr Snapper, who had an antiques shop in London. I’m friends with a family named Snapper who live in Nottingham. Intrigued by the coincidence of an usual name I rang them up.
”Oh yes, that was uncle Micheal. Quite a character, kept a pet lion in his shop at one point. The footbridge is called Snapper’s bridge as Michael paid for it to be built”.
A small world, and all that.