The reviews made this place sound like the ideal family holiday getaway, but they’re not based on reality. On arrival you navigate the flooded entrance with water pouring via the blocked and overflowing guttering; the home already depressed by the neglected fascia over the garage and around the windows, which weep at their leaking and decomposition. On entry it is clear the previous elderly owner had left their furniture all of which remained to be coined “twee antiques”. The only redeeming feature is the bungalow is perfectly located and could be so much more with a little investment. On further inspection the kitchen, with its food stuff not only splattered across the surfaces and doors also generously left a sad greasy, yellowing reminder of previous “tenants” fried cooking. The so called abundance of “well stocked” food and kitchen items are literally leftovers from whoever had left the premises, which the landlords Jane and Eric saw fit to repurpose for their paying guests. The first bedroom saw dirty socks on the bedroom floor which made me question the “cleaning contract” quoted. Eric sharing he stays there himself to get away from home so perhaps just his recent offerings? But the best insult.. a gloriously presented bathroom with its exquisite urine and feaces stained toilet, soap grimed sink and the added touch of hairs which left me wretching. While my husband put himself to cleaning the kitchen in a desperate attempt to make good after a 5 1/2 hour journey, I went to the fridge and found a slug and the microwave had dead flies languishing in grime.
When I complained I was accused of bringing the slug on my long car journey.. the David Attenborough wannabe’s explanation for this theoretical conclusion was his perception of the slugs mobility, noted as it was unceremoniously slung out of the back door! Whilst admitting he’d “missed a few bits” I proceeded to show him the evidence with his continued protests of “I cleaned it this morning” shamelessly lamenting. Later I was told I hadn’t given him the requisite 5 minutes to sort it all out. I reminded him of the cleaning description particularly important following a global pandemic, and the assurance that he had cleaned “this morning” and acceptance he’d missed a few bits continued.
Enough, the grave decision for the health of my child, husband and I was made, we could not survive the filth and made our 5 1/2 hour journey home. The photos and complaint to Air B&B only show half the story, and leads me to conclude the reviews must be fake news. This home, needs money, effort, cleaning and realistic vision spent to make the business a success. Until then, avoid for your own health and safety.