My good pal Auggie and I stayed here on a warm summer evening just after Christmas. Looking only for a bed to rest our legs and shower to wash our heads, we got all that and more. The two cobba's who run the joint are a crack up. I stuffed up my phone order and almost ended up with a double bed. Not fancying a night playing strange bedfellows with Aug, old mate suggested we make a pillow wall to avoid any uncomfort. Having a rye giggle, I said let's not play silly duffers and his mate sorted us a twin bed upstairs for the same price. Upon entry, we laid down our luggage and tag teamed the air con: sweet gentle bliss. We threw a few warm frothies in the fridge, and the William Shakesbeers were cold in no time.
Situated a safe walk to the Rissole, we wandered down for a gander and decided our room was so good we'd rather eat there. Upon return, we flicked on the telly, watched the Big Bash, ordered a pizza and had a ripper sleep. In the morning, a tad dusty and a zoo trip ahead, the shower was perfect to get ol' Auggie in the driver's seat.
Couldn't rate the place higher. Get around it. less