Wish I'd booked a Premier Inn. Room 3, ground floor warning.
The mattress was dreadful, it felt like the springs were about to break through. There was no opening window, unless I wanted to sleep with the patio door open, which incidentally I discovered had been left unlocked, with free access around the back from the street. No extraction fan in the bathroom, the shower was mouldy and there was no bath mat. No fire doors, and at least a 1cm gap under my door which opened onto the communal kitchen, leading straight to the hallway and main entrance. I was kept awake all night by the comming and goings of other travellers. There was also a security light at the side of the building, which despite the blind covering the old back door in my room shone a blindingly bright light in, every time it went off. As a single woman travelling alone I did not feel safe in that space.
On the plus side the bed linen was lovely.