Star Inn

Appalling - we stayed 5 minutes and decided we could not cope with the smell - grubbiness - lack of welcome - dreadful state of the room. We forfeited the payment we had made and went elsewhere. The Star website is dishonest in the extreme. Avoid at all cost.

While our experience was not as horrendous as the others I have read today on tripadvisor, I agree that the place is an absolute hole, the decaying front door off the street didn't close even partially, and was left open to the elements, leaves and debris littered the filthy stair carpet, obvious smell of weed on the landing, room was freezing, the staff member said 'oh I'll put the heating on for you now', the 'heating was an old electric radiator which was covered in old melted chocolate. duvet covers were evidently not fresh or clean, just a total dump really. We booked into a b&b up the road and left the Star within an hour. It has a reputation throughout the town of being a dump, I'm amazed its allowed to trade as a b&b Avoid like the plague.

To arrive at a pub where the beer is off and you are served with dirty glasses should have been the warning! To then be told there would be no breakfast should have been the second and that the credit card machine had failed should have done it! But no, I allowed myself to be duped by the stale smell of urine in the bedroom, the dirty thread bare carpet and 1970s decor! To use the bathroom you had to go outside to get to it and there were no controls for the tv! The night was only survived by keeping in touch with friends by text! In the morning, having trudged across the yard to the shower and toilet block that had flooded in the night (for the benefit of doubt I'm putting the puddles on the floor down as rain water), there was no hot water in the shower. Tell a lie, 30 seconds actually, and then there was no water full stop! Which was a good thing as there was no soap anyway! Returning to my room I opened the curtains and the rails came away from the wall! I could not get out of this place fast enough which is partially true as the door to escape was locked! Eventually the landlord - a grubby bearded gentleman (who clearly sleeps in his clothes and his cap in far more salubrious residence notably the doorway across the street), let me out!