Town House Bridport Dorset

** This venue advertises on ********** that it has free on site parking, it does NOT, there is only street parking (which is not plentiful).** Nice greeting and got shown to double room on 1st floor, which was okay. Shared bathroom was okay. Window in room looking out to garden was dirty and did not appear to have been cleaned recently. Only 2 plug sockets in room, which could be accessed. Breakfast included in price was choice of cereal and toast, fruit juices and hot drink, which I arranged to have at 0715 am.

The cleanliness of our room and the shared bathroom (by guests in 3 bedrooms) left a lot to be desired. The shower head was held together with cable ties! - needs to be replaced. Could only use the bath “on request”!? Our “one bedroomed suite” was effectively the lounge/front room, separated only from the kitchen (where the owners slept!) by glass doors with shutters. No sound-proofing!! Breakfast was disappointing - only cereal & toast! The hostess was pleasant.

I have written over 2,000 reviews years covering 17 countries and I have to say that this establishment stands out as requiring a forensic criticism I am not in the business of deciding whether someone is nice or nasty but in order to run a bed and breakfast you do need certain basic rules to go by, conventions shall we say. I am left puzzling why this person has taken on this business. Was it for money? For altruistic reasons? On the plus side, the location is convenient for the high street of the amazing town called Bridport, Street parking is realistic, The bed was comfortable and the price reasonable. This is where the good points end. If you are going to convert a house into a hotel-type establishment you need to make sure that everything is in place and to have one bathroom and toilet to serve up to half a dozen guest rooms is unrealistic. What about those who cannot ascend fairly steep stairs? We were situated in the most expensive room, downstairs, a so called suite. The hostess said that the fire would not be lit (strange to say on a day in the mid-20s), and that certain possessions in the room were private. Alas it abutted onto the kitchen separated only by a pair of swing doors. It was possible to hear conversations in the kitchen and of course the same applied to over hearing those in the rented room. We felt we were not private. When our TV could not be persuaded to work we had to ask for assistance. There is a very complicated system where you need three controls apparently due to the local TV signal not being adequate. The manager said that the instructions had been written on a sheet and we should please read it. The instructions were not on the sheet. We had to get her partner in the room who said it was better to demonstrate it then putting it in writing. Even then we failed in our attempts and eventually gave up. The biggest joke was breakfast. There were two rooms vacant and two couples came down at 8:30 to have breakfast. Normally, you have two tables for two groups. We were greeted with one table little bigger than a whist table laid for four people. This would have been fine for a group that knew each other but definitely not fine for those who were strangers and perhaps wish to have their own company especially first thing in the morning. Fortunately, we got on well with the other people but had we not done so I could foresee uncomfortable atmospheres developing. The continental breakfast was minimalist with cereals, coffee or tea, orange juice, bread and butter or toast with various jams. Seven minutes in to the meal our host excused herself saying she had to go and water the garden. Other small points that add up: The banister rails were actually sticky as they had not been cleaned for some time, more than one door hinge squeaked horribly when you had to open or close it, the Yale lock in our door was loose and wobbled up and down. During the breakfast I discussed the place with our fellow guests an