Just back from the Liverpool Green Party conference, and looking forward, very much, to sleep. That’s after four nights in what I’d like to put up as possibly the worst £50 a night hotel in Britain, and possibly Europe, The Lord Nelson. It’s basically the rooms above the pub, given a rough coat of paint, some very dirty cream carpet, and a location right over a very bad nightclub. And that’s without mentioning the beds, which managed to be both saggy and incredibly hard and uncomfortable.
If you’d paid £25 for that in Paris you’d think you’d done badly – and you’d still be in Paris.
I know all of the arguments about why British hotels are so expensive – wages, land costs etc, but really, why do they have to be quite so just awfully bad as well?
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