Concierge? Yes, I’d like to order a man for my bed.

Leave it to the Brits to go all old school on luxury.

We’ve all been there. You pay big $$$ for a blinging hotel room with Frette sheets and a king size bed with a gajillion pillows, only to slip your La Perla-clad ass between icy cold sheets.

Americans would be wasting time coming up with all sorts of hokey high tech solutions, but not the Brits, who knew the answer lay in the 6-kids-to-a-bed impoverished childhoods of our forbearers. There’s no better way to warm up a bed than using a good old fashioned human body.

Now, at a Holiday Inn in olde London town, you can order up a fleece-clad human to pre-warm your bed, and avoid those awkward 3 seconds of cold sheet contact.

Sleep tight, and don’t let the fleece guy bite.