Today I'm in a spa. I have forgotten my towel and they don't give them out. I'm not going to pay any silly prices for a towel I won't want after today so I am sitting in the cafe waiting for Tim to have his massage(!!) so we can go! Why are you telling us this you ask, well, says I, it's a bit of a tenuous link but I want my forever house to be really welcoming. I don't want our visitors to be sat in the cafe with no towel, metaphorically speaking obviously. I like to be a good hostess and I would want this to be a fundamental part of where we eventually live.