“Trading on former glory……”
The Manor House Hotel feels like a dignified old establishment right beside the priory, offering stunning views that keep me coming back. Yet it also feels like staying with a sick, aging relative, with a rapid decline that worries me about its future. The entrance smelled dirty and grimy, as if the dog‑friendly policy had left a pungent scent of dog pouches mingling with a worn, stained carpet. We upgraded our room and booked two nights, even reserving dinner for both evenings. If you’re into the smell of kippers and fish, our room would have pleased you, since it constantly reeked of fish. The first‑night dinner was mediocre, with limited choices and mediocre quality, so we headed to the excellent Crown for the second night. The biggest problem was the room refresh on day two: the duvet was tossed back over the bed, pillows remained where they had slept, the bin wasn’t emptied, fresh towels were carelessly thrown onto the bed’s end, and the foot towel was wet and dirty. It felt like telling a teenager to clean their room! I never expected such a rushed, shabby experience from a Hilton, though the staff were polite and friendly; they just needed better leadership. We left convinced that future stays would be elsewhere, as this place feels like a profit‑driven corporate hotel with no real value.
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