|View outside the bedroom window|
The only place my mother was keen to visit within the U.K was Bath. I've been to Bath on two other occasions (here and here) but there's something about this charming and refined town that I just can't get enough of. I thought I was pretty well organized trying to locate a decent B&B two weeks in advance but no, most were fully booked. Every single weekend for the following two months. Clearly, there's a shortage of accommodation in Bath.
Out of sheer luck, there was a vacancy on the following Sunday at the well reviewed Badminton Villa. It's a 15 minute walk uphill or a 5 minute ride in a taxi (costs £8). The twin room we were given was spacious and cozy. Despite the late check in as we'd decided to explore the city and grab dinner in town first, we received a warm reception upon arrival. Let's move on to the more important bit. The breakfast. My emotions are ruled by the state of my belly (note I'm not talking about the physical appearance). We were served toasts, an assortment of cereals, juices, yoghurt and fresh fruit followed by a choice of cooked breakfast. My scrambled eggs were cooked to perfection - moist, creamy and delicately flavored served with smoked salmon and Irish potato bread. Thankfully, the stroll downhill was much needed to burn off the massive breakfast.
Heather and Steve Clewley
10 Upper Oldfield Park
Tel: +44(0)1225 426347