There are about one thousand of them still assembled in various formations to the rear of the hotel and the forecourt. Mark wasn’t taking any chances.

Between his position and the hotel rear entrance is a small garden area with a path of stepping stones through it. A walking area with benches and water features for hotel guests that doesn’t seem to have ever been used.

The stagnant pools in the fountains were overgrown with algae and weeds long before any of this madness happened. If there were crocodiles in Ireland they would certainly have made themselves at home here. The trees grow wild and branches cross the path at head height in some areas with moss covering the spot lights lining the walkway and blocking out most of their light. Perfect cover for him to sneak in.