Saturday 9 December 2017

The Bobster visits York

It was cold, but there was a very warm welcome awaiting  me and the humans at the Grand Hotel, York
The concierge is always congenial, and the doormen, wrapped up in their warm woolly coats, welcome you with a smile.
No need to park the car, they will do that for you and take care of the luggage - super.



Our room was huge, seriously, it was like living in our own little apartment for  the weekend. The bathroom was just as spacious with both a bath and separate large shower. The bath products are Molton Brown, loverly (woof!)

The Grand is just that, grand and is a 5 Star indeed. It has a spa, with swimming pool, gym, etc. Their are two restaurants: The Hudson and the newly added Rise. The Rise is a bit less formal and there is live music at the weekends. The humans enjoyed this on the Friday night and tell me that this was one of the best meals they have had in a long time. ( hello, doggy bag, anyone?)


My last visit was in November so the hotel was beautifully decorated for Christmas and the holiday season. I am so looking forward to my next visit. And I am also looking forward to exploring more of the beautiful Yorkshire countryside in 2018. To that end, I hope to start doing some of these
dog walks of Yorkshire







Monday 4 December 2017

Ode To The Strange Hotel





This rhyme is inspired by a stay at a hotel (which shall remain nameless). It is based on a compilation of my experiences at one or two, but mostly that one hotel, over the years. And, as I wont post a picture of the hotel, here's a cute one of me. Much better! Woof!



Ode To The Strange Hotel

The strange hotel when you arrive
Won’t ask of you, how was your drive?
Can we help with your bags?
Offer drinks? Wave some flags?
They just slink to the office to skive.

Up rickety stairways you'll climb,
Through corridors creaking and bending.
You’ll struggle in gloom,
Fail to locate your room,
The search for which seems never ending.

The bedroom itself looks quite jaded.
Though pretty, the curtains have faded.
The wallpaper too, with vertical pattern in blue,
Suggests a makeover’s really belated.

It’s a 6 minutes walk into town.
But by car, dear guest, this they won’t tell.
You’ll be stuck at the lights, until days become nights
In the traffic, the traffic from hell.

Their only restaurant is closed for the night.
You enquire at the desk and are told.
It’s on our website, there – see?
Paragraph 103!!
It won’t matter it has
stars of gold.

The strange hotel’s walls are so thin,
You’ll hear the next room breathing in.
And every snore, will become such a bore.
So don’t plan on a weekend of sin.

On arrival you did like the awning,
Under which there’ll be drink until dawning.
You’ve been kept up at night?
They won’t care for your plight,
Or the fact that you spend next day yawning.

In wakefulness, in the small hours.
While you’re staring up at the ceiling.
Unable to sleep, because noises seep,
You’ll notice each spot where paint’s peeling.

They’ll tell you it’s you are to blame
For any problem you face – what a shame.
If the car park is full (prebooked!!)
they’ll act like you are a fool.
Like, didn’t you know there’s a train??!!

The strange hotel staff never say.
Good morning, or how was your stay?
Oh, the breakfast took ages?
Who cares, we’ve got our wages.
All that matters, dear guest, is you pay.

The strange hotel staff are quite rude
And their customer care is appalling.
When they’re faced with an issue
Say, the bathroom’s no tissue.
Their response to these matters is galling.

To be honest, its really alarming,
as the building itself once was charming.
If the receptionist knew, that just one smile or two,
would lighten the mood, be disarming.

It’s like they don’t really want guests.
It’s almost to them we are pests.
And as there are far better places to stay.
Dear guests, let’s just give them their way. (woof! no stars)


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