Let him be born into abject poverty, spending his first few days of life in a smelly animal house devoid of warmth. Let the legitimacy of his birth be doubted. Give him a work so difficult that even his family will think him out of his mind when he tries to do it. Let him be betrayed by his closest friends. Let him face false charges, be tried by a prejudiced jury and convicted by a corrupt judge. Let him be tortured. At the last, let him see what it means to be terribly alone. Then let him die. Let him die in appalling drawn-out agony so that there can be no doubt he is dead. Let there be a crowd of witnesses to verify it.
When the critics finished their demands ...
Never mind eh? A couple of days later "Sophie" sent fbb an email asking him to fill in a simple survey. So he did! The implication of the survey was that it would disappear into the ether, never to be seen again. But if fbb wanted a reply (gosh what a treat!) he could copy a long and incomprehensible URL into his browser and seek a real person.
P.S. Eventually fbb rang "The Bear" who answered promptly and responded to fbb's question immediately. Booked at the Four Pillars via LateRooms.com whereby the hotel will get less money that they would if they had answered the email (£150 LESS LateRooms.com's fees, instead of the whole of £168 if booked direct)! No reply yet from Sophie and her electronic chums at National Express. Still no e-mail reply from Atlas Editions about the model buses.