The Victoria’s Secret

When I was young and good looking and working in the North Sea (oil rigs etc), we were based in Amsterdam.  When in town, every night would start and finish in Amsterdam’s Victoria Hotel (opposite Central Station).  Oh what joyfully sinful days they were but, sorry, all of the sin and frivolity has to remain one of Victoria’s many secrets. My lips are sealed. Heady days. Happy days.

The Victoria's Secret
The Victoria’s Secret

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