It is as rough as old toast mate with not a sniff of the travelling value, even their car parking was fully chargeable.
We were on a day trip, and on a whim stopped over for a one night stay owing to the weather being nice and sunny.
An excellent location close to the charming nearby hamlet of Cleveleys, and in the other direction those beautiful scenic cliff top rambles to Little Bispham and beyond. (About a 30 minute leisurely stroll to the Cabin)
After we had nipped into Cleverley's for a tooth brush, clean gruds and provisions, we made our way back to the digs so we could sit outside in their beer garden. The wife had gone to take our emergency supplies back to the room, so I ordered a lager and sat outside. The tables were full, so I sat on the floor by the steps entrance which was full of fag ends and litter and proceeded to take of my baseball cap as it was intensely hot and well into the high 80's.
As I took a slow swallow of my ice cold drink, a family passed me bye laden with suit cases and proceeded to throw a few coins into my upturned hat. All a man could do was nod back in acknowledgment of their generosity..
It's always the case with poorer people being generous to a fault, whilst those with money being more a-typically skitty, which is why I guess they have money in the first place as they don't like the parting with it. I learned this nuance as a kid when we used to go carol singing and mumming, we used to clean up on the estates, but when we went to the posh houses they wouldn't even give us a light!
That night we decided against going to Uncle Toms Cabin as it was too hot to walk, so we stayed in for the entertainment, which to be fair was very good indeed. Anything owned by Britannia group is to be avoided like the plague, including the Savoy. I think they own Pontins group and the Metropole (those poor poor boat people)
Our room wasn't that bad for £39.99 the double. Its old architecture and ambience typifying of a bygone era, and I would imagine back in the day would have been nothing short of grandeur personified with its ornate covings, cornices and delightfully intricate moldings. It remains however one of Blackpool’s oldest buildings that was built as a grand manor house in 1869 by a Mr J Horrocks, for lavish parties to entertain his friends and colleagues.
Have a look at this video blog from a travelling tuber we both subscribe to who's called Walk With Tim:
Anyway that was our worst hotel and our best is still is the Big Big Blue which has the correct balance of price to quality ratio that travel aficionados like our good self seek out. We usually travel here for the end end of season when the amazing people down at the Travel-zoo put on their upgraded 2 night suite room deal for utter pennies,
It features a splendid luxury gala dinner with bed and full English breakfast, also a free bottle of wine, luxury fireplace suite and free parking. No entertainment however and a little bit of a sterile atmos, but nevertheless a very nice ambience indeed. We have stayed next door at their sister hotel the Boulevard which was pretty, if not a little pretentious with it's pricing mechanism. Both being positioned well for the Timothy's Velvet coaster hostelry. Hoozah!
