The room was ok, a bed for the night.
Hot water was scolding hot, no milk for your tea or coffee, the mattress was just like one from a fold up bed your grandma used to have in the 80's. It was t-shirt weather so it was still warm enough at night. The hotel looked traditional to its era, then you went into your room and it had Lawrence Llewellyn Bowen from changing rooms written all over it!!
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